Day 4

I didn't update on day 3. I didn't really do anything on day 3. I walked to a coffee shop, but it was only about half a mile, so walking there and back didn't take up my whole half hour of walking. I also only drank about half a bottle of water.

Curse the three day hump.

Falling off the horse on day 3 makes day 4 feel like day 1. Got that? Great. The three day hump is a huge factor is making or breaking lots of habits, like drinking water, smoking, thumbsucking, or coffee drinking. That third day gets people. They decide "one day/smoke/cup won't hurt. I'll just keep going," and turn into that third day junkie. Day 3 is a killer of dreams. Now it's day 4, and I have to haul my happy ass out to the park, and I don't even want to get up. "What's the point?" I ask, "I'll just quit again by Saturday anyway."

Now to the positive, which is ultimately my motivation.

My roommate Tealah gave me a fantastic idea a while back, to use a ribbon to measure my waist instead of a tape measure or a scale. The theory is that I wouldn't have any focus on numbers, and I would just focus on my progress. I did my first measurement on June 25th. Since then, I checked once and found that my waist had grown just a smidge. Yesterday, I happened to find my ribbon and I checked again. I've now lost half an inch since the 25th. Hooray me! It's nice to see progress, no matter how small. Knowing that what I'm doing is, in fact, making a difference makes it a lot easier to convince myself to get off the couch, stop watching SG-1, and GO do something.

So, on with day 4.

Samantha