I’ve found it easy over the past week to backslide, and though I’ve been thinking about it, I’ve been allowing it to happen anyway.

I find the most common reason for myself to start falling into old habits is complacency.  After doing well for awhile, I begin to believe that I will continue to do well even if I change my eating and exercise habits for the poorer.  I’m not sure why I believe this, as I typically have a very scientific mind, but somehow, I do.  That’s been the problem this week.  I’ve felt I have done so well that I deserve–nay, am owed–a bit of time off from the rigors of treating myself well.  Ridiculous!  You say.  Preposterous!  You proclaim.

Well, it’s true.

So today I am recommitting myself and remembering my goals from oh so far back at Day 1.

My words exactly:

“ So I have a new resolution. I am going to treat my body in the way that this hotness deserves. I am a present-thinker, not a future-thinker, so worrying about my future-health ain’t gonna do me any good at all. I have to think about reconciling the divide between my mind and how I treat my body. This involves eating (more) sensibly, getting good physical activity, and behaving as though I’m not the unholy slothly glutton I tend to be.”

Now, is that so hard?

Back to it, ladies and gentlemen, back to it.