I had sort of a lousy weekend, and last night I just felt like pigging out and throwing in the towel. Up until now I've concentrated on making my diet and exercise plan a life change, rather than a "diet" per se, but last night I was just tired of it. I'm just tired of watching what I eat, and not indulging myself whenever I feel like it. I'm tired of exercising when I don't feel like it. I'm just tired.
I know I'll get through it, but I definately hit a rough patch. Does anyone else ever feel like this?
it's okay really. i have had horrible meals, days and even weeks since i started this journey. the trick is to figure out what may be causing the frustration, ie troube at home, or work, is it a touch of depression or anxiety. are you bored with the foods you are eating, maybe it is just a matter of finding new foods, switching things up a bit is always a boost for me. or are you just rebelling against yourself (the latter is almost always the case with me, i am notorius for self sabatoge).
regardless, remember it is nothing you cant undo. hang in there.
I'm just tired of watching what I eat, and not indulging myself whenever I feel like it. I'm tired of exercising when I don't feel like it. I'm just tired.
I think we all hit those times. One thing to think about ... and this is kind of a mantra of mine ... is that there are *tons* of things in everyone's life that we don't want to do or that we're tired of.
I'm tired of getting up every single morning and going to work. Honestly, I'd much rather sleep until noon (especially on rainy, gray mornings like this) and then get up and have a leisurely breakfast and hit the gym, and *then* go to work.
I'm tired of paying bills. It SUCKS to have a nice, comfy bank balance and then watch it dwindle down to nothing as I pay the car payment, the electric bill (which is outrageous this month), the gas bill, buy groceries, etc. I'm especially tired of having to pay these things and not have money left for getting a massage or buying those cute boots I want or going on vacation (see above about sleeping in! ).
I'm tired of paperwork. Running your own business sucks sometimes. I just want to take my camera and shoot, but nooooo .... I have to figure out and pay my sales tax for the month. I have to file all those travel receipts from my trip to Denver 2 weeks ago (and I have to call the hotel and get them to fax me my folio, which doesn't match my credit card charge). I have to spend several hours doing crap paperwork to make sure my business is solvent.
I'm *really* f'in tired of doing dishes. It seems like every time I turn around there are dirty dishes in the sink, crumbs on the counter, and the kitchen floors look like something exploded all over them. I haven't even cooked that much this past week and it still looks like the Mongol Hordes came through. ARGH. I hate dishes and cleaning the kitchen!!!
The thing is ... being an adult means doing things that we don't want to do. It's the sad but true fact. It means paying bills, getting up in the morning, taking care of kids if you have them, not spending your electric bill money on cute shoes and trips to Key West, doing the dishes and laundry, etc., etc.
To me, eating right, not indulging myself whenever I feel like it (foodwise or otherwise), and going to the gym is no different. It's not a choice I make any more. There is no "should I" when it comes to taking care of myself. It just *is* ... it's something I do because I'm an adult and it's the adult responsible thing to do.
And yeah, sometimes I'm TIRED of it. This past week especially has been really hard on me for some personal reasons (end of a cherished friendship, issues relating to my divorce, etc.), and I have been tired of life. But you get up every morning and you carry on ... and you do all these things - not because you *want* to but because the alternative sucks.
So hang in there. Eating right, exercising, and all of that ... it's all part of life. Sometimes it's fun. Sometimes it's not. But it's necessary and we do it just like we pay bills and brush our teeth and do the dishes.
I get this a lot, and when I do I make a few changes to my exercise plans and foods. I try and go out and discover new 'lifestyle changing' foods and recipes.
I also allow myself to have a bit of naughty when I do get like this. It's a plan for life as you say and that doesn't mean never eating something you fancy ever again.
I have foods that I crave and ignore as they make me ill (like pizza) and foods that are occasional treats.
Sometimes tho, even when I crave foods that will make me sick I simply have to eat them to remind myself why I don't - this often also coincides with a low patch in other areas of my life and I think it is a form of self-abuse, which I'm working on.
Stick with it, do what is right for you and have one meal off plan. One meal in 365 won't make you put on weight
Yes, I do get those times where I want to just stop having to pay attention to everything that goes into my mouth. I want to just eat and not think about the consequences. But I won't do that.
When I start to struggle, I read blogs, websites, books - whatever I can get my hands (keyboard) on to get inspiration for getting back on track. That is soooo helpful for me. Everyone goes through this struggle - it's how you handle it that counts
Sure, most of us feel this way at one time or another. I even told myself that I'd just quite and eat what I wanted when I reached 65 - not that many years left to enjoy food - and quit exercising. Well, I'll be 67 soon and I still watch and exercise because I don't want to end up in a nursing home so I need to be healthy.
Even when I know what I want long-term, it doesn't stop me from having my share of slip-ups. Still, I do try and think: "Don't confuse what you want right now with what you want most."
Sure. We all have times like that. Sometimes I will have a free meal or a treat or take a day off exercising. Being on plan *most* of the time is enough for me.
But to give up permenantly? No way. Even if the temptation is there, it will pass. Being active and at a healthy weight, wearing smaller sizes, fueling my body with healthy nutrition in appropriate amounts--all are much sweeter than giving up.
If I was doing this for anyone else, I would've given up already.
When it was my (ex) fiance that mentioned I should lose weight, it didn't work. Reading about my unhealthiness in magazines and during research, doesn't help. Hearing it from my doctor didn't work.
The only thing that worked for me, and the first time I've lost even 5 pounds in over 10 years, is when I decided to do this for me. Yes, much of it is borne out of a sense of longing to wear clothes I like rather than praying I get lucky and find something nice to fit me. Some of it is not wanting to feel socially awkward any more (no matter how hard I try to be an extrovert, the introvert slips in because of my weight insecurity). And some is because I do know, that if I dont want to suffer from my families history of cancer and heart disease, then I have to do something about it myself.
So on the days (and there have been many, already, this early into my weight loss) that I want to turn around and go back to eating pizza and reading books instead of eating a salad and taking a walk...all I have to do now is look in the mirror. Really look. There's a difference between the "Am I suitable to go to work" look in the mirror and the "am I suitable for my health and lifestyle" look. If that doesn't convince me, I pull out the measuring tape.
I think we all hit those times. One thing to think about ... and this is kind of a mantra of mine ... is that there are *tons* of things in everyone's life that we don't want to do or that we're tired of.
I'm tired of getting up every single morning and going to work. Honestly, I'd much rather sleep until noon (especially on rainy, gray mornings like this) and then get up and have a leisurely breakfast and hit the gym, and *then* go to work.
I'm tired of paying bills. It SUCKS to have a nice, comfy bank balance and then watch it dwindle down to nothing as I pay the car payment, the electric bill (which is outrageous this month), the gas bill, buy groceries, etc. I'm especially tired of having to pay these things and not have money left for getting a massage or buying those cute boots I want or going on vacation (see above about sleeping in! ).
I'm tired of paperwork. Running your own business sucks sometimes. I just want to take my camera and shoot, but nooooo .... I have to figure out and pay my sales tax for the month. I have to file all those travel receipts from my trip to Denver 2 weeks ago (and I have to call the hotel and get them to fax me my folio, which doesn't match my credit card charge). I have to spend several hours doing crap paperwork to make sure my business is solvent.
I'm *really* f'in tired of doing dishes. It seems like every time I turn around there are dirty dishes in the sink, crumbs on the counter, and the kitchen floors look like something exploded all over them. I haven't even cooked that much this past week and it still looks like the Mongol Hordes came through. ARGH. I hate dishes and cleaning the kitchen!!!
The thing is ... being an adult means doing things that we don't want to do. It's the sad but true fact. It means paying bills, getting up in the morning, taking care of kids if you have them, not spending your electric bill money on cute shoes and trips to Key West, doing the dishes and laundry, etc., etc.
To me, eating right, not indulging myself whenever I feel like it (foodwise or otherwise), and going to the gym is no different. It's not a choice I make any more. There is no "should I" when it comes to taking care of myself. It just *is* ... it's something I do because I'm an adult and it's the adult responsible thing to do.
And yeah, sometimes I'm TIRED of it. This past week especially has been really hard on me for some personal reasons (end of a cherished friendship, issues relating to my divorce, etc.), and I have been tired of life. But you get up every morning and you carry on ... and you do all these things - not because you *want* to but because the alternative sucks.
So hang in there. Eating right, exercising, and all of that ... it's all part of life. Sometimes it's fun. Sometimes it's not. But it's necessary and we do it just like we pay bills and brush our teeth and do the dishes.
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you said it all. hang in there; we're all in this together.
If you could only know what I’ve done last night. I pigged out just for the heck of it...
It wasn’t because I was at a party, or at any event or restaurant.
Some times is like there is someone inside me who hates me and do anything to put me down...
After coming home from a concert and tale gating I thought everything was lost. So I took that f* ice cream that has been at my freezer for so many months (and I am being so good about it) and decided it was time to put that thing - empty - at the garbage.
The big container was half way full, but I had, at 1h30 a.m. to put all that calories inside of me after already been so full from all the junky foods I ate all afternoon...
I want to cry!!!!
And do you know the funny thing? Is that as I eat I was thinking about what I would write at 3FC this morning...
But do you know what???
Today is a brand new day and detox day too!!!
I am going to have a very light day in food intake and take from there. Because the battle isn’t over (and never will) and I am still standing. It wasn’t the first time I binged and won’t be the last, but while I still breath I won’t give up!!! And you all shouldn’t either!!!
Sure. We all have times like that. Sometimes I will have a free meal or a treat or take a day off exercising. Being on plan *most* of the time is enough for me.
But to give up permenantly? No way. Even if the temptation is there, it will pass. Being active and at a healthy weight, wearing smaller sizes, fueling my body with healthy nutrition in appropriate amounts--all are much sweeter than giving up.
Thanks to the OP for reaching out. I needed this thread today!
Awesome responses but photo chick's response resonated most with me. God knows I've had my moments, days,weeks, months...I'm really tired of so much stuff in my life right now but quitting is not an option. That's why I'm here, reaching out too.
Never for longer than 5 minutes at a time. Sure, sometimes I get tired of the CONSTANT vigilance but I am definitely 1000x happier as a thin person who occasionally is depressed because I can't have as many french fries as I want than I was as a fat person who ate scones all day long. Eating whatever I want DID NOT make me happy - it made me fat.
Ever just feel like giving up?
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It means paying bills, getting up in the morning, taking care of kids if you have them, not spending your electric bill money on cute shoes and trips to Key West, doing the dishes and laundry, etc., etc. 
