So, here it is almost a full week into September and I haven't set any goals for myself yet. Haven't put a pretty, lined sticky note on my computer monitor to remind me what I'm working toward for the next four weeks. Maybe it's because I started ignoring my August goals so early in the game.
It wasn't long before I was looking at that blue sticky and thinking to myself that I should just take the darn thing down already. I mean, the only thing I was really sticking to-save a bad cold-was walking at least five times a week.
While I didn't meet my goals of testing after every meal and limiting myself to just one soda per day, I will say that having those goals staring at me did some good. I tested more often, although not often enough; and I did limit my soda intake, although not one per day; and I did dramatically increase my water intake. So there was quite a bit of good that came from setting those goals.
And I learned something,I set my sights too high! I hate saying that, but looking back I realized that asking myself to lose 8 lb. to 10 lb. involved giving up a lot of treats that I wasn't willing to give up yet. I was also inspired still by the memory of what I went through when I was first diagnosed with diabetes-I gave up the junk and walked every day and the weight literally melted off me. I think I thought that just by restarting my morning walk and dumping the soda that the weight would start to come off again.
So while I haven't set anything in stone yet, I think my September goals are going to be much more simple than the ones I set for myself last month. My main goal will be to continue my five-days-a-week-or-more walking schedule. Supplementing that will be to modify my diet. I have tried in the past to eliminate junk food cold turkey and unless I'm pregnant (which I'm not) that just isn't going to fly. So my other goal for September will be to limit my junk food and fast food intake. Hopefully, the weight will start to slowly fade away with those two things working for me. Hopefully, by not being specific, I won't completely fall apart again. There has to be a happy medium.




