Started out as a blog about me trying to find self control... now turned more personal... with me still searching
Showing posts with label self-control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label self-control. Show all posts
Thursday, 14 November 2013
Wednesday, 13 November 2013
The Big Four Oh.

I am 40 days sober... probably the longest time without a drink since I turned 18... so in 13 years. Apparently I don't give myself enough kudos for what I achieve, and tend to beat myself up about not being perfect... exercise, money management, social life...
BUT
I have a healthy relationship with a GORGEOUS man.
I'm 40 days sober
I'm maintaining my weight
I'm getting my work done
Going to meetings
Loving God
and learning to be a better person
Lift a glass of Coke Zero in a toast to me ;)
xxx
Labels:
celebation,
God,
love,
self-control,
self-esteem,
sober,
weight loss
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
Control Yourself!
Don't eat that!
Don't drink that!
Don't just sit there!
Wear this!
Smile.
Don't say that!
Don't do that!
Are you drinking enough water?
Could you just....
Smile?
Monday, 27 May 2013
Just Say NO
I sit, tummy weirdly growly after lunch and I don’t feel very satisfied. I had an amazing salad, stuffed with veggies and steak…. I even had an egg… but I feel kinda huuuungry. Maybe because everyone else had sandwiches for lunch? We’re on a training course and all cooped up in a room together.
On Saturday night I was literally in the middle of free pizza and wine… my kryptonite. Somehow I sucked down sparkling water with mint and told myself I was fantastic. Dukan is easy behind closed doors, but not so much when you’re talking to someone wrestling with a super melted slice of pizza. If ever I wanted an exercise in self-control, that was it. I was so hungry for a snack by the time I got home, and biltong is a sore substitute. but, I’m getting thinner and that makes this all worth it. Just sometimes, sometimes….
On Saturday night I was literally in the middle of free pizza and wine… my kryptonite. Somehow I sucked down sparkling water with mint and told myself I was fantastic. Dukan is easy behind closed doors, but not so much when you’re talking to someone wrestling with a super melted slice of pizza. If ever I wanted an exercise in self-control, that was it. I was so hungry for a snack by the time I got home, and biltong is a sore substitute.
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