Sunday, January 8, 2012

What's My Motivation?

Does anyone remember those commercials from a while back where the prima donna actor can’t say his lines correctly, and everyone is on his back about it, and finally he says “what’s my motivation?” No? Well trust me, that’s how it went, and that’s how I feel. I know what I need to do, and I even know what it should look like, but really, what’s my motivation?


Since I don’t have a wedding dress to fit into in 7 months (unless I just awkwardly and randomly wearing it for daily events,,, food shopping? Wedding dress. Getting gas? Wedding dress. Ok probably not…) I needed something else to get me off the couch. What I’ve learned this week is, when I’m not motivated by a wedding dress, I’m motivated by cash and prizes. (and I don’t want the “thanks for playing, and as a lovely parting gift you get the home version of the game”)  I’m not only participating in one or even two Biggest Loser games, but THREE.  If that thought of losing to EVERYONE doesn’t get me up, than nothing will…. I was able to convince 5 or 6 girls at work to participate, so that’s at least  $50 on the line. Then, a few girls who I worked with last year suggested that I should play with them again long distance. What that means is that I will have to weigh in weekly at home and take pictures of the  numbers on the scale and send them…… knowing that all those people will see the specific numbers makes me want to vomit. Which may help the numbers on the scale actually…. Hmmmmmm. Kidding kidding, I will NEVER go that far. Anyway, I don’t know how many people are playing there, but that will be another good chunk of change on the line. The THIRD game, is between my friends and us. We are playing for something Vegasy since we are all going for spring break in March. We are still debating if it will be couple vs couple, boys vs girls, or every man for themselves. Either way, game on. My aunt actually (jokingly?) texted me this morning saying we should do a cross country version too… but I think 4 games might just be pushing it….  


Today we did the first diet grocery shopping. That is something I didn’t miss. Reading every single label. Debating between 2/3 cup of small pasta vs ¾ cup of larger pasta. Ridiculous. I’m already dreading what lies ahead for me… days of being hungry…counting every single morsel of food I put in my mouth...seeing what 150 calories of snack mix REALLY looks like... working out again and feeling the familiar burn when trying to walk. Or go up stairs. Or God forbid, sit. Goodbye chunky butt- hello burning thighs…..

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