My life has taken a lot of twists and turns in the past few weeks, which has undoubtedly affected my diet. The biggest change involves my career.
As most of you know, I was a news producer for the past three years. At first, it was awesome -- I felt connected to the rest of the world by getting a first look at headlines from across the globe. The energy in the newsroom was unbelievable -- excitement mixed with anxiety and a major sense of accomplishment. I felt like I belonged, like I was making a difference in people's lives.
Then reality hit.
I could go on about this forever, but in a nutshell, the sacrificies for such a career truly didn't end up being worth it for me. I worked weekends for the last two-and-a-half years. I missed weddings and birthday parties and countless holidays. I never knew if I'd get to see my family on Christmas until almost Thanksgiving. The stress made me feel bitter and angry. My bosses were idiots with no consideration for their subordinates. I knew it was time to get out, even though I had signed a contract, and I still had a couple of months to go. Simply put - I was miserable, and I needed a sense of stability.
Now, I'm on the other side of the game, working in the marketing/public relations department for a university. As grateful as I was to be free, I have to admit, my first couple of days were agonizing. It was so hard getting used to the idea that I didn't have to be busy every second of the day. My phone wasn't ringing constantly, and it was okay to go home without having finished the tasks I set out to do that day. I'm still trying to get used to it all, but I am happy to say that I get to clock out at 5 like normal people, and I don't have to sit in the office on the weekends anymore. Plus, my new boss seems like an amazing leader with a lot to teach me. Overall, I know things are going to get better. Still, adjusting to this new lifestyle is presenting me with some psychological challenges.
One thing I'm having trouble with now is sticking to my diet. I've only been ordering half the amount of Jenny food I did when I first started the program, since I am more than halfway to my goal. I eat Jenny breakfast in the morning before work, but then lunch comes around, and I'm down in the school cafeteria (which is surprisingly yummy) with my new coworkers. I don't want to be anti-social! When I come home for dinner, I try to eat my Jenny food. Lately, though, it's been tough because dinner time is the only time I can see my good ol' buddies at the station. So not only am I having difficulty sticking to my diet -- I'm also clearly spending too much money.
I tried on some clothes today at the mall, and the good news is that it doesn't seem I've gained any weight... but I haven't stepped on the scale in almost a month. I'm just too scared to see the number. I keep telling myself I have to get back on track, that I still have a few pounds to go. It's just harder now for some reason than it was before.
I'm making a pledge here and now to keep moving forward. I hope this public declaration will push me not to give up. I've come this far... I might as well reach my target!
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I know exactly what you mean, Reena!! The same thing has happened to me. My schedule has been ALL over the place the last three weeks, and it's reeked havoc on my eating habits and exercise routine.
I feel like I've strayed away from the strict routine I was on, and I'm not happy about it at all.
The good news is that I haven't gained any weight. The bad news is that I haven't lost any either.
So, I'll tell you what, I'm going in on your little public declaration and I proclaim that I, too, will move forward and MAKE myself get back on track. I've gotten this far, so there's no reason I should stop. So there, now you can't stop!!
Keep working hard on your diet so the next time I see you, we can act all gleeful and giddy about how we're in good shape :-)
-Joe
P.S. I do gotta say that the one downside to losing weight is that ALL of my pants and shorts want to fall down all the time!!
I know exactly what you're talking about! When I first moved up here, I absolutely despised it here. I'd drive to work crying, and, when I'd get here, I'd run to the bathroom, hide in a stall, and cry, and, then, I'd cry all the way back home. I actually got to the point where I wasn't eating, I was getting stress migraine headaches, and I ruined several friendships along the way. I needed to lose the weight but not eating was not the way to go. I was on Weight Watchers for a while, and I have a gym membership. I am still not thrilled with the work situation but I have to pay off the debt I acquired while being so down. If you need anything, let me know! I say let's do it together!
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