I could blame life for the reason I haven't blogged about my 6 month challenge. Or I can be accountable and blame myself.
For no reason at all my 6 month challenge came to a screeching halt. I can't even begin to say what exactly caused me to stop. I could blame the weekend we ate nothing but take out food. Or the day I craved chips and went on a chip binge. There could be so many reasons why I stopped.
Then it occurred to me. It wasn't the food I was eating, or how much/less I was eating that drove me to stop doing the challenge. It was... the lack of exercise I wasn't doing. Without it, losing weight is like a tortoise. You know the one that supposedly won the race against the hare?
I disagree with this analogy. No way can you win the race if you're hardly moving. Creeping your way to the finish line.
The tortoise was moving so slow, I can't imagine that boredom didn't strike half way through the race, and it veered off into a different direction.
If boredom happens, you're doomed to stop doing whatever you're doing, and veer off into a different direction. You resort back to doing nothing.
I know and have always known, unless you incorporate exercise into your life, losing weight by lack of intake in just boring.
I need stop focusing so much on what I'm going to eat today, and focus more on how far did I walk today?