In early September I set out with an ambitious outlook and a fair plan. To reduce my abundant mass from 305 to my wedding/courting weight of 265 by june 2020. Reasonable. Attainable.
My objective for Oct 30 was 290 reflections g the idea that 2 pounds or so should have been attainable. 298. Rather than making bench Mark's for successes I FEEL as though I've one succeeded in setting milestones of short comings.
My unhealthy psyche, doesn't have room for this to be a learning experience, rather it serves as a reaffirmation of my failures, and worse, my substandard human performance.
I'll adapt, set 290 for january first, move back my goals, but for to ight, my goodness it's disheartening. How do you adress your own defeatist thinking and decades old negative self talk?
Pardon any spelling or grammatical errors it's 1:35 AM.
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