I have my life very compartmentalized. I have my work....my family....my school....my never ending struggle with my body. It's all very separate....until now. One of my classes is Health Promotion and Disease Prevention in a Diverse Community. I am on Unit 2 and apparently the Diverse Community is....me. My paper that is due tomorrow requires me to make a Wellness contract outlining some health issue that I am promising to change in the next four weeks. OK...you know me....what the heck else could I choose? You got it....I chose my weight. Why not...I'm an expert in how to discuss...write about...and contemplate weight loss. Now apparently my instructor would like me to go to the next level...you know....actually loose some weight. Is there a grade on this?
I needed to have my Contract signed by someone....I chose my husband. Why not? He has seen my unclothed...there is no hiding my weight problem from him. I do appreciate that he only let a small smirk show while he signed the contract. He then turned around and didn't comment....smart man. I believe that part of his smirk relates to his knowing my type A personality with school and my Type D personality with my weight loss. I think he backed up to avoid getting caught up in the implosion.
How does my work become involved? I have been hit and miss at the gym the last few weeks. I work out with Joy when I'm there - she is my own personal trainer....and personal motivator. No more hit and miss now....I have to be there. Again...there may be a grade on the line! Wow...I should have thought of this earlier. Joy is great at pushing me when I need it. I will also need to up my walking from my weekend walks to more during the week. Hey...I may need to take a vacation since I don't see any time to work fitting in here!
I'll check in next week and let you know how its going. I'll be praying to convert my weight loss personality into a type A....there has to be a reset button on me somewhere. It's time I find it.