How’s the diet going?

Do you cringe when someone asks you that question?  If so, then you are probably in a rut like me.  If not, well then, congratulations and keep up the excellent work.  But like I’ve said before, this is a “journey”, it’s about the experiences and not the finish line.  This isn’t a race.  That doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t like to hit the fast-forward button and just land my butt on a beach in a bathing suit (the kind without a skirt attached). 


Me and Rachel in Dominican last year for her wedding.

As you know, my oldest son, Josh is leaving in less than a week to join the Army.  He will begin basic training and we won’t see him for quite a long time.  I’ve always relied on the fact that Josh is honest with me, he tells me about his life and what’s going on with him.  Maybe not all his 22yr old secrets, but I’m sure I don’t want to know them anyways. 

Josh and I, a couple of years ago

But he caught me off guard yesterday.  He walked into the game room, I was playing Xbox and he sat down to ask me how I was doing with my plan.  Was I eating well and when was the last time I went to the gym.  Now most people wouldn’t have the nerve to ask these questions, because you just don’t bring that up to people, at least you don’t if it’s obvious that they have fallen off the wagon.  But not Josh.  So, I answered as best as a I could.  My answers sounded weak to me, but they were honest.

Food?  Well, I eat mostly healthy, up until dinner and snack time.  I’ve allowed copious amounts of carbs to sneak onto my plate and I sometimes have a late carb laden snack.  But it’s summer and well, I’ve just gotten off track.  (um, well true, but technically it’s September now, so what’s the plan?)  He pretty much asked me that follow up.  So, I said that I would focus on getting back to cutting out the carbs. 

Exercise? About that.  Well, I really love the gym I go to, but I’ve had some family stuff that I’ve been dealing with and making time to fit my schedule to the gym has been very difficult.  I want to get the basement gym back into shape and work out like I used to, with some yoga added.  So again, I told him that this too would change and I would make time for me.

It’s not always comfortable to be asked how you’re doing (be it a home improvement project, diet, blog, project or any task that you’ve told people about) but think about why it makes you a little sick to your stomach to answer the question.  My guess?  Well, you’ve probably let your progress slide, maybe stalled or even gone a few steps backward.  It’s OK.  Just stand up, brush off the dust (or crumbs) and get back to making better choices.

Maybe the next time my husband asks me how my blog is doing, I won’t grimace and mumble that it’s fine.  But instead tell him to go check out my last post.


“Plan for tomorrow, because tomorrow you won’t have time”