I said "I do" to myself on Monday.
By Thursday I was tearing the clothes off a smoking hot stranger in the janitor's closet of my honeymoon island resort.
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It had been a mildly stressful day.
A Wayfair tech came to assemble my nightstands.
He opened the boxes and saw that the nightstands were already assembled. 🤦🏾♂️
He asked if there was a place he could put the boxes and trash, but he would have to bring them downstairs to the trash area of my apartment building.
I didn't want to ask him to do that, so I told him I would take care of it.
But that meant I had all this trash in the middle of the entryway of my apartment.
I'd have to borrow a dolly from my super to bring the trash downstairs.
The mild stress caused me to go into a tailspin.
Maybe a big part of myself didn't *want* to pull out of the tailspin.
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Lessons
1) My old favorite comfort foods still exert a powerful influence on me.
They taste good!
I tend to smash the "instant gratification" button, rather than the "delayed gratification" button.
What will keep me from turning to my old favorite comfort foods in future moments of stress, boredom, or happiness?
2) I wasn't clear enough about how I wanted to eat.
Millions (billions?) of people around the world eat noodles, but I needed to be more explicit with myself about whether or noodles are "allowed."
3) I need more help!
My awesome My Body Tutor coach Chris strongly encouraged me to read and implement "The Beck Diet Solution: Train Your Brain to Think Like a Thin Person."
It's a cognitive therapy approach to weight loss.
I'm not sure why I kept resisting this book, but I need to revisit it.
I'm going to need a different level of structure/commitment/support to help me, especially since I'm no longer taking a GLP-1.
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Over the next few posts, I'll dive deeper into these lessons.
I can't divorce myself.
I need to renew my vows during the honeymoon!