My motivation has been waning the last couple of months. I found myself thinking more and more "I've already lost so much, I'm just going to sit at this weight for a while and take a rest." Needless to say it's discouraging not losing much weight. So, yesterday I sat myself down and said "Self, you need to find some new motivation. What used to do it just isn't anymore." After that conversation I called my mom and issued a challenge. She has 35 lbs she'd like to lose. So, we made a bet. The first to reach 35 lbs lost wins. Wins what, you may ask? The "loser" has to cook 2 healthy meals per week for a month for the winner's family. Entire meals, complete with one healthy dessert per week.
This is great motivation for me. Although I can cook, I don't like it. I only do it for my family because... they're my family. (Brilliant logic, huh?) The thought of losing has been motivation enough to pass up cookies, a hamburger and a coke. Woohoo!
Whatever it takes, right?