We head into the weekend before New Year’s and I’m ready for some down time. An entire 4-5 days away from everything is a blessing and a curse. This is usually when I balloon. Last time I gained 10 pounds in a week’s time. So here’s what I know:
Today I weighed in at 344 (grrr…damn 340 blues again). By 1/6/14 I need to be at 335. Somehow on vacation, I’m going to need to figure out a way to drop almost 10 or more. Alas this time I have a plan. I took a suite with a fridge and a microwave. There’s a Whole Foods ten minutes away. There’s also a Lifetime Fitness within 10 minutes of me. I also took my headphones with because the hotel is mapped out like one big square–perfect for walking.
The real challenge: friends and a party atmosphere.
Yes, a good majority of my friends know and will be helpful. Doesn’t mean they won’t be eating pizza or drinking beer though either. There’s only so much willpower when a bag of chips has been staring you in the face for the last 4 hours. And that’s why it’s clear I’ll need to build a few rewards too. It might not be pizza but a steak dinner will do. It’s also clear I’ll need to really make sure I do some sort of exercise–even if it’s walking the hotel.
The goals are clear. The means to them are as well. Once again it’ll come down to execution. Sure I’ll nail down the majority of this but in those moments–the little ones–the ones which decide between success and failure–those I need to win if I have any hope of succeeding. I’d say here’s hoping but that means I won’t make it–so here’s to making it.
See you in the New Year.