Wishful Thinking

Once upon a time, Dillypoo used to wish she was thinner and more active. Unfortunately, the Wish Diet never worked. Not even waving my wand made the fat disappear or my heart start pumping.

I should know. I tried it.

Inner Child Dillypoo: "I wish I could eat that bag of Doritos and lose weight."

Grown Up Dillypoo: "Put down the Doritos and go outside to play."

Inner Child Dillypoo: "No! I want cheesy chips! And a Snickers bar!"

Grown Up Dillypoo: "I wish you'd grow up."

Inner Child Dillypoo: "I wish you'd go away. Accio snacks!"

Last year I finally stopped listening to my inner child and joined Club WW, set up a treadmill and began blogging instead. And lo and behold! It worked!

Inner Child Dillypoo finally started to lose her baby fat.

But occasionally I have to remind myself that the Wish Diet doesn't work. That lost mojo I've been looking for? It's been hiding behind wishful thinking again.

I stopped working out and started wishing for better weather or dryer sinuses or new sneakers. Any or all of those things would make it easier to exercise.

And then I started wishing that my guilt for not exercising would go away.

I stopped journaling and tracking every morsel that passed my lips. I wished that the good eating habits I learned last year would make the bad habits I was falling back into not matter.

I was back on the Wish Diet.

So after confessing myself disappointed in myself this weekend, I went searching for my mojo and found it lurking under my treadmill. Making myself rise early to exercise is making it easier to eat healthy and get back on track.

Inner Child Dillypoo: "6:00 a.m.! It's sooooo early!"

Grown Up Dillypoo: "GET UP!"

Inner Child Dillypoo: "Go away! I want to sleep in."

Grown Up Dillypoo: "Wishful thinking, missy! Now hit that treadmill!"

I'll let you know this evening if I banished the Wish Diet early enough to make a difference on the scale for this week.

ETA
This post was inspired by Shannon and her Table Topics Tuesday blogs. Thanks for the inspiration!

ETA - Again
Today's Weigh Day results are in and Dillypoo gained 1.2 pounds this week. Looks like I decided to abandon that Wish Diet just in time. Let's see if I can lose that 1.2 next week, and maybe a tad more. Which means I should probably go to bed soon so I can get up at six o'freaking clock to work out.