Got on the scales this morning and leapt off very quickly. Time to get serious. Flab is gathering about my hips and while it's not horrendous I feel happier when I weigh less so please note my resolve and tell me off if you see me eating something naughty - or at least too much of it.
Trouble is I've been feeling a bit stressed recently. Not sure why. When I'm on a high or even a plateau I can cope but if I'm teetering I fall easily into 'I can't do this' mode. And we all know that stressed spelled backwards is desserts so I'm pulled towards chocolate at these times.
A vicious circle, a ride that it's hard to get off. But I can do it. I was half-heartedly listening to a TED talk yesterday (Husband was in the same room listening to it) and the speaker was talking about reasons why we'll never have a great career or even a good career. (Larry Smith on Why you'll fail to have a great career was addressing a younger audience; it's in the quarter-life crisis group of talks.) Which sounds quite negative but I recognised lots of the reasons as the excuses I give for not submitting my manuscript or generally believing in myself.
Unfortunately it takes more than being inspired to change an attitude borne of many years.
Come on, girl, shake a leg. Get with the beat. Hakuna matata. And other jollying phrases.