Tomorrow is supposed to be the big day. I'm supposed to begin my path to a healthier me. I was considering an all out blitz, using the Fat Smash Diet to jump right in. I've failed at every diet I've ever done. The main reason for that, I think, is diving in too fast, too crazy, too ALL IN. So I'm going to try something different.
I'll follow the FSD at dinner since Husband would like to do it and it works for him. During the day, I'll continue to eat down the food stash in the house (so I continue to chip away at the goal to not be wasteful, to not spend so much money, etc.), try to make healthy choices, avoid take out and all that. If I try to do FSD and there are things in the house to be eaten, they will taunt me and slowly drive me insane. And while I know that is a crazy thing to have happen (and I'm not talking about a candy bar or something, I'm thinking specifically of the homemade chicken soup in there), excepting my crazy is probably a better bet than ignoring it.
I'd like to say I'm going to work out and and lose a zillion pounds, but I know myself far too well to actually think that will happen. However, common sense tells me that if I eat well, practice portion control, don't get the take out and fast food, I can't help but lose weight. And things will calm down (I think, I hope...) and I'll find time to work out. Not necessarily every day, but sometimes. That is just going to have to do for now.
I've said similar things before. That I'm not going to let my insanity get in the way of making real progress towards goals that I have to keep. And then insanity sets in, giving way to failure and eventually even lower self esteem. So this time I'm going to set my goal as simply to do better. Hopefully it will work this time. For some reason, I believe myself more today than I have any other time I've said it.
Maybe believing in myself is what I've been lacking. Maybe tomorrow really is the first day of the rest of my life.