I Stink at Challenges…Especially My Own
Do you watch Seinfeld re-runs? Terry and I have literally seen every episode 20 times, and still love them. If you love Seinfeld then you know the episode where the gang holds a contest to see who can contain themselves from any, well, self-gratification, the longest. About 5 minutes into the episode Kramer walks out of Jerry’s apartment, walks back in 45 seconds later, slams is money on the counter and yells, “I’m out!”
That’s how I felt about day 5 of the challenge when I finally had a Diet Coke and I didn’t care one iota about anything else. I’m seriously addicted to it people. Let’s just call a spade a spade and say it boils down to self-control or lack thereof.
And, as usual, I was really beating myself up about it while I was running one day. Running 3 miles. Running that has been pretty consistent since it was 30 degrees outside. Running takes a fair amount of discipline and self-control. God was incredibly sweet to remind me of that. I just love Him.
So, I blew it. I love meat. And sweets. There is a Texas sheet cake happily waiting behind me right now to be eaten after dinner. And Diet Coke. (Lorren just called. The cake may not make it to dinner. )
I’m moving on now….but thanks to those of you who joined me and especially those of you who are still going. Anyone?
I am thinking about re-naming my blog “Cellulite and Loving it!” or “How to Love Your Love Handles” or “Sugar and Bacon Grease Make the World Go ‘Round”. What do you think? I’m kidding!!!
Life is soooo good!