We’ll call her IFG for short – and I’m hoping that *visit* is the correct term to use and that she isn’t here to stay.
I know for sure that IFG has taken hold of me this week, especially since I sit here typing and munching a Fairytale Brownie – my third one this week. Ever had one of these things? DON’T. They take hold of your taste buds and your psyche and never let go. They are evil little squares of sugar and fat.
I have been an emotional eater all week. And it just fosters the cycle that I set up for myself. I feel like crap and am stressed ~ so I eat like crap ~ then I feel like bigger crap. And the cycle repeats itself until I give IFG the boot and get back on track.
Sometimes that takes longer than others, and this week it has been especially long. I haven’t run since Sunday, but I sure have managed to consume enough calories to sustain a small country.
I have looked in the mirror all week and been disappointed in how my clothes fit, yet I refuse to do anything to kick IFG to the curb. Instead, I keep feeding her and she continues to keep me from exercising….and I end up HERE. Stressed, tired and frustrated.
I haven’t even been near the scale – that would just make me feel worse. It would remind me that I am still 20 pounds over my goal weight and am doing nothing to get myself closer to it.
Of course, I could just sit here and be mad at Marcy….who is able to eat like crap and still be a skinny little thing :P YUP, that’s what I think IFG and I will do this afternoon…..sit here and be disgruntled.
Sooner or later Micheline will come over to my blogland and bust my chops and tell me to send IFG packing. I might even get a much-needed kick in the arse.
9 comments:
Hi, Do I know you? I don't know an IFG. Please let Pokey get back to writing this blog. She's unbelievable. She's strong. She can do anything that she puts her mind to.
That's the gal I know.
(the inner fat guy gets to me too)
I will be the first one to tell you what to do with that IFG. Put it in a big box, take it to the post office, address it to the south pole. DO NOT put a return address on it. A big one way ticket to the south pole. If you need motovation, I am willing to go running with you any time. Let me know what I can do to help.
OK I was second.
okay, let me shake out my automobile collision ridden brain. *rattle crash uh-oh*
Alrighty.....AHEM.
MS. KAREN. DO NOT MAKE ME COME DOWN THERE AND KICK YOU CHOCOLATE CONSUMING ASS. I STILL HAVE FREE TICKETS LEFT ON SWA, SO IT WILL NOT COST MY A SINGLE RED CENT (as I'm confident I can compel Pat to come pick me up if necessary)TO ENTHUSIASTICALLY START KICK YOUR ASS.
I WILL NOT TOLLERATE THIS NONSENSE. I WILL NOT ENTERTAIN YOUR LAME EXCUSES. YOU NEED TO MAKE A DECISION - FAT ASS OR FLAT ASS?
Okay, that last part was just totally lame, but my brain is not functioning well at the moment.
Seriously Karen - you have been doing so awesome. We all have memoments, weeks or even a few weeks where we just start to slip and slide down the slope to where we have worked so damn hard to get up. Remember HOW HARD the climb was? Do you REALLY want to do it again?
Take control. I was on that same slippery slope for a few weeks...I decided that I had come to far, worked to hard to revert to old ways. I know you have that same drive and committment.
In classic Susan Powter fashion "STOP THE INSANITY!" Stop making excuses. Get your butt out there to run (remember how you told me you DIDN'T want to be as unprepared for Rock and Roll as you felt you were for Big Sur). Stop eating crap.
Sufficient ass kicking?
Love the comic!
And you would hate me for the same reason as Marcy. Sorry.
Pokey, I am so feeling you. My IFG has been here since Thanksgiving. She leaves for the first part of the day than she returns in the evenings. I am in the vicious cycle right now :-(
Awwhhh girl, I've been EVERY weight! Believe me (ask Lisa, I've had 3+ chins before)! I totally know how frustrating it is. I've been dieting for 2 out of the last 3 years :-/ and now on back on disaster track. The ONLY thing that keeps my weight at bay is the exercise.
It's OK! As long as you get back on track you'll be fine!! ;D ;D You've done great so far!
It's not the peaks and valleys, nor the chocolate covered pretzels... Its the journey! One day at a time. Rock and roll, sis :-)
Dang it, I didn't know you wanted me to come over there and kick you yesterday! Ffttt! LOL Glad you are better today!
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