Today was a bizarre day weather wise. Overnight we had about 3-4cm of snow yet it was 10 degrees by the time I picked Paige up from school.
We decided to play in the backyard and we built a snowman however, by the time we got our boots off inside the snow had melted.
This winter has been very odd. The temperature has hovered bang on around 0 … I’m actually really hoping that February actually brings us snow.
I love me some spreadsheets. I love tracking apps. I love data about every aspect of my life. If I could afford to have someone follow me around to record the details of my life so I could analyze them later I would.
So when it came time to decide how to implement my life style changes to get back in to shape it’s rather mind blowing that I decided to do it without any data. I’ve decided not to count calories or carbs. I’m not even going to weigh myself.
When I’ve tried to lose weight before I’ve always immediately created a spreadsheet, some charts and any tool you can imagine to track my success. Heck, when Weight Watchers released their online service once upon a time I signed up immediately. Tracking web apps? Graphs with my progress? FUCK YEAH!
The problem is that becomes a burden. Or it becomes a game that eventually you just get tired of. It can later become an excuse and excuses lead to the end of the road for actually making changes in your life.
So here’s where I’m at. I roughly know what I weigh. But I don’t care to weigh myself every week. I want to make changes that make me feel better. And that’s my only goal: To feel better. To feel more like me.