The smallest thing can bounce me off my trajectory. And I don't think it's the thing itself, it's evidence that my mental game needs work.
So last week my wife got a good deal on peanuts. We have five boys still in the house; she's always looking for a great deal on food that can fill them up.
The lovely Ginger came home with a huge box filled with roasted peanuts. The ones in the shell.
But I need to monitor everything that goes past my gums. And I think I'm battling that notion right now. The everything part.
I want my fat burning factory of a body to swiftly and capably handle every little extra nuisance of fact attraction.
It doesn't work quite that efficiently.
So my revised plan to tune-up my mental play is this:
- Eat peanuts within the context of a meal.
- Eat a measured amount so I know what I'm consuming.
- Keep a food log until I start losing again
- Keep walking
- Never miss a Monday (of exercise)
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