60 calorie Lipton Chicken Noodle Soup almost made me fail my goals…
How often do you sataboge the goals that you set for yourself? Is it so often that you don’t even bother setting new goals because you know you will fail due to self-inflicted wounds? It can happen to the best of us. The question boils down to, “When you punch yourself in the face, do you quit or do you get back up and attack yourself even harder?” Are you doomed to be a failure forever? Or, maybe, just maybe, you can rise from the ashes and conquer your inner demons, your inner softness, your inner loserness.
After a month of terrible eating, fluctating weight, I told myself I was going to get back to under 140 pounds. Starting the week, I had peaked at 150 pounds. I normally stay between 137 and 143 to always be in competition range. However, I didn’t follow my eating plan like I did when getting ready for competition and would eat things I don’t normally eat.
However, I know the exact formula to get to specific weight goals. The dilemna, I hadn’t followed the formula since pre-competition training in October. If you want the winning formula to less inflamation, more energy, dramatic weight loss, and clear thing, feel free to leave me a comment or send me an email and we get the ball rolling.
BACK to the story. The plan was easy, fast Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, eat a big fat juicy STEAK on Tuesday and Wednesday and by Saturday after training, I would be easily at around 137-139 pounds. Oh the little thing they call discipline. As the day gets later, it can really bite you in the ass!
I did what I planned to Monday and Tuesday, but didn’t have the discipline to keep the fast on Wednesday night and Friday night after training. You start rationalizing and playing with your calculations to just get by instead of thrive. However, when you try to just get by, you can also just fail as well.
Luckily for me, with training Friday night and Saturday afternoon, and intense Sauna sessions, I was able to just barely meet my goal by making it to 139.6. However, reflecting back on it, I could have easily hit 136-137 pounds if I had kept my discipline as strong and intense as the work ethic.
When you are preparing to battle, nobody cares about your reasons or your excuses, the only thing that matters are the results. I almost sabotaged my results and that is unacceptable. Time to do better. Time to be better.
