You are making me mad.
I do not know anything about you except for the 500 words you type every two days, yet you are a part of my life.
I know how you feel. I have felt like that for so many years.
First you make a weight-loss blog. I did not go looking for you. I found you stumbling on other websites. I started to read about your life.
You life is fascinating! You have parts that are just like me. In fact, I see a lot of you in me.
Every day I would wait for your updates. I started to get to know you. To root you on!
Lately, you have been disappointing me. Disappointing yourself!
Every week you say you are going to get back on track. This is going to be your week. October is going to be your month. 2009 is going to be your year.
Every day you make silly mistakes. I see you 5-20 positive comments that say everything will be okay.
I try to be positive, along with others, but it gets hard:
How many times can you leave your healthy lunch at home? I bet if you had apple pie you would not forget it. Plus, what part of town do you work at that everything is unhealthy, a carnival?
How many times are you going to be on Twitter at 6:30am to tell us it is going to be a great day? While you are looking for motivation from Mizfit, Roni, and theantijared, you should be making a plan on how you will be successful. Instead of tweeting at 6:30am, why not do it at 9:30pm to tell us what a great day you had?
How many weekends are you going to blow it? You do great all week only to tell us that this weekend was horrible. What gets me is when you type “I don’t care, it was worth it”. Although I replied that this week will be different, deep down I know it will not be. And I hate the fact that you are fooling yourself!
How many times do you have to be selfish. You have a wife/husband, kids/animals. You have family who loves you, yet you can not get it together. Are you waiting for the pizza diet? Are you waiting for another challenge that you will quit after three days?
How many holidays are you going to eat what you want? Spend time with your kids/husband/wife instead. Go for a walk for God’s sake. Do you really need to eat everything in sight after doing so well during the week?
I do not want to care, but I do.
I see you week in and week out making the same mistakes.
I want to comment honestly, but then I sound like the jerk. I lose followers.
I am the bad guy!
Yet I do care. I want you to succeed. Not for me. It does not matter one way or the other, I will still do what I need to do to survive this lifestyle.
I want you to succeed for you. For your family. For your kids. I want you to know what it feels like to make sacrifices every day and go to sleep knowing you are a hero.
You keep telling yourself this is a lifelong journey.
Okay, well…you need to know the most important thing about a journey is starting.
Am I talking to you?