To quote Dr. Temperance Brennan (a.k.a Bones)...I don't know what that means. You see, I recently discovered that I still may need to have back surgery. Before I take that step, my doctor wants me to see a hip specialist to rule out my hips being the cause of my pain instead of my back. Seriously...another doctor, another test, more pain medication...oh yeah, and on top of that I would LOVE to lose weight.
Needless to say, with all of the stress and discomfort, exercise is the last thing on my mind. The good news is I'm not an emotional eater. Oh, I think I hear an ice cream truck...where are my shoes? OK, who am I kidding? Of course I'm an emotional eater! So let's recap, no exercise plus stress and frustration leads to eating...yep, I'm not going to lose weight anytime soon. So, I've decided to get motivated. But what does that mean?
Well, Webster's defines "motivated" as to provide with a motive or to incite. Huh? Oh, I get it...to provoke, move, prompt. So, what would provoke or prompt me to exercise (regardless of the pain) and to not eat when I'm upset? Hum...I've listed some ideas below...
1. Locate a good looking guy that is jogging and chase him. Hey, having something to chase could work.I better go start filling out the forms for my patent. I mean "shock" therapy to stop eating could work. Of course, if all of the above fails, I could always rely on my family and friends to continue giving me their support, encouragement, and recipes. It might not motivate me to exercise and stop being an emotional eater, but it does give me hope! It makes me work harder and not give up. Hum...maybe I am motivated!
2. Getting paid to lose weight. Not gonna happen...next.
3. Sharing stories with others that are just as frustrated as I am. This could work, but what about eating?
4. Treat myself like an addict and give up chocolate forever. Maybe find a support group for Chocoholics Anonymous. It is a thought, but give up chocolate forever...not gonna happen.
5. Put an underground electric "fence" around my fridge like people have in their yards for dogs. It just might work!
so frustruating, but you must be going through it for a reason! maybe the perfect guy will be in a waiting room with you (or at the ice cream truck).
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Kristne
You always make me smile!!! Thanks for lifting my spirits. I figure if things get really bad, I can always start stalking guys at marathons. Of course, after the first quarter of a mile, I'll be dying. Maybe, I'll meet a cute EMT! ;) Have a great weekend!
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