Self-Sabotage and Mindful Eating
Confession time. I fell into some bad patterns over Bear’s birthday ‘season’. Somewhere between having an abundance of smarties in the house and multiple dinners out I allowed myself to slacken off. I was aware of it and yet…those old habits die hard.
It all felt too hard – to hard to count every calorie, to think so much about what to eat when I was hungry and to not eat for the sake of it…but somehow, last Friday I made the decision to stop and change. To really stop.
I want this!
Saturday morning I stepped up to the plate…or in this case, the scales and took a deep breath. I had mentally prepared to be back to the beginning and felt quite anxious about things being even worse than that.
I was down 1.5kg – just a short 0.3kg away from my first goal.
I didn’t really know what to say about it…I was ready to confess my bad ways here and wanted to find a positive way to write about it because it’s too easy to focus on the negatives, on how hard it is but here I am. I am back on the wagon and over the past fews days realising that it’s the little things that happen in your mind that make a difference. That thought I’d falled off the wagon I was still listening to my bodies hunger signs, drinking water or berocca instead of eating carbs, eating less fruit, eating more mindfully.
In a few weeks 12WBT is going to be over.
Here’s hoping the mindfulness is just beginning.
Are you a mindful eater? What’s your biggest challenge and your best tip?