Journal Entry (Day 3, January 4th, 2012): Day 2 is harder than Day 1. Why? Because Day 1 is really pretty easy. I had a lot more motivation on Day 1. Already I’m a little scared – scared that I’ll fail again. However, stuck to the diet and exercised. Lost no weight. BUT THAT”S OK. It does come off. Slowly, but surely. And hey, I didn’t gain any weight.
Real Time (commentary and hindsight):
At this point, I had done no research on dieting, but I learned quickly that the third day on a diet is harder than the first or second. Thoughts? My third day sucked simply because I stepped on the scale, and…nothing. My journal entry that day was a very shaky – “lost no weight, but hey, it’s okay, I stuck to the plan and at least I didn’t gain any weight.” The whole day was a huge head-game because I always weighed myself in the morning, still do, and unfortunately it tends to set the tone of the day. All day was me wondering if it was worth it. Already the thoughts were creeping in, already the mental leaks I had plugged with chewed bubblegum were starting to flow – kinda like that part on Vegas Vacation when they’re at the Hoover Dam.
The hardest is in the evening – right before you eat your meager dinner. I wasn’t even worried about dinner, I was only worried about not being full after dinner. I didn’t even give my dinner a chance!
I made it though, and when I finally got into bed that night I could lay there and not feel like I could barely breathe if I turned over onto my stomach. Feeling mildly successful, I fell asleep – excited to step on the scale the next morning and see my progress.
Ben, thanks for sharing your story. I appreciate the valuable insights you are providing on the psychology that goes in to the process of trying to improve oneself. Looking forward to reading your daily post and future book.
Thank you Tanya! I think you’ll like it. Lots of hard times, but there was some pretty funny stuff too.