Tomorrow is The Day many of us who are trying to lose weight are all too familiar with; Monday. It's the day when most of us try to make good on the promises we made the previous week to exercise more in the coming week, to begin again on the food plan, to commit to writing down everything we eat, to eat more vegetables, drink the recommended daily amount for water and to remember to take our vitamins. It's the day we love to hate and I hate that about Monday.
Tomorrow is a new day people!
After years of thinking Monday had some magical power to help me change bad habits or develop healthier ones I have instead chosen to channel my high school biology teacher Mr. Combs who always told us in his heavy southern accent, "You can change yer mind if you have one." I've done changed my mind about Monday.
Mondays will no longer represent a monumental difference in the way I do anything. No. I've decided making Monday promises to myself is self-defeating. I'm not sure why I break my own promises, I have excellent intentions, the actions just aren't living up to them. I am steadfast in keeping promises I make to others. I just can't seem to keep promises I make to myself. Essentially I have decided Mondays are a mind fuck. I've spent enough time screwing around with Monday and I think the time has come for me to play the field more, pay more attention to the rest of the days of the week. So...
Come Monday I'll be feeling alright.