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12th Weigh in and Changes

First the weight in. I gained .2 of a pound this week. I actually was doing really well until the weekend with Andrew's birthday and then Father's Day. I am in some what of a complacent mood lately. I need to step it up to the next level and I am having a hard time getting motivated enough to do it. You know how it is when you aren't happy with your weight and yet you finally are down just enough to feel like you look decent in your clothes. It isn't like I am happy with where I am but pleased enough at the progress to not be motivated to get down to the hard work that needs to take place to get to that next level. So, i'll get to it soon. I just need to start writing down what I am eating again. Ugh!

So, now to the fun stuff. I have taken a big step out of my comfort zone. I have wanted to write books for a long time and have never done anything about it. Well, a couple of weeks ago Mark found an article about a children and young adult writing and illustrating workshop that is being held at BYU this week and I took a bold step and signed up for it. I will be gone every afternoon this week and hopefully I will come away with knowledge that will help me feel confident enough to start writing those things I have wanted to write. I am nervous. I am not quite sure why I am nervous but somebody told me recently that the brain's job is to keep you comfortable and this is definitely out of that comfortable area. I think I feel like I am now going to need to do something about this goal of mine and that is fun and scary. Anyway, it is a done deed now. I have signed up and paid the fees. So, here I go.

Comments

rachel said…
I totally understand the complacent mood about the weight... I am there. We need to modivate each other! Good luck with the writing class, sounds like fun, it's good to be out of your comfort zone...right?!
I may be a devil's advocate but I decided two weeks ago, "to hell with the weight". I'm not going to eat like a pig and I'm also not going to walk around with a 24 hour guilt trip about everything I should have and shouldn't have eaten in the last meal/snack. I haven't gained, I haven't lost. But I have quit spending so much time thinking about it!

And as for the writing, that sounds like a BLAST and I wish you the best.

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