How Much longer?

This week is over. I feel like I have been on this diet forever and not seeing results. I know that I am not doing enough to succeed. I tend to do one or the other, either diet or exercise, never together, which I know is the wrong way to go about it just I don't seem to make the time. It's not about not having the time, which seems to be the excuse i always use, it's about trying to prioritise what is important and focus on achieving it otherwise I will forever feel deflated by the lack of result.
How much do I really want this? and what lengths am I prepared to go to achieve it? are the questions I should put to myself.
Focus, just like 'Rocky' when he knew that if he didn't prepare himself to the absolute pinnacle of what he as a physical being was capable of achieving, then 'Ivan Drago' would demolish him and leave him for dead like he did to Apollo Creed.
He focused every ounce of energy, every breath, every beating heartbeat to mould his body into the ultimate punchbag and thus psych out the towering Russian ego head.
It worked, and although it was just a film - it had the motivational impact that all of us need to strive towards our goals.
Stick with it - be brave, be focused.

It doesn't get any easier

Temptation has an evil existence, and it rears its ugly head much too often. Like when your boss orders £500 worth of food for the staff for the England match viewing. I guess the idea here is to not deny yourself every aspect of it but to eat a manageable portion, and burn it off later. Denial will amount to punishment and thats when you begin to lose faith in your cause.

Re- focus, get back in line..

I think that everybody has moments where they decide that whatever cause they are following, just isnt worth persuing anymore and they just slump back into their old life style feeling ever so defeated, and punishing them selves with the worst of the sins that they tried so very hard to eradicate from their lives in the first place.

I had that moment this weekend gone. Despite all my efforts to punish myself with liquid meal replacements and runs around the neighbourhood every night, I just suddenly felt the most uncontrollable desire to not banish all my favourite foods from my diet. I didn't go over the top, I probably had a lot less than I normally would but it made me feel so defeated. So treacherously betrayful to my own new set of rules.

However this is a new week and a new clean slate. I will re - focus all my attention to bringing myself back in line and working that extra bit harder to reach that goal that just lingers beyond my reach, but is not too far to get to. I will not give up, I will not let myself get demotivated, I will fight on and hopefully in the end I will succeed. 'Persevere' I say to myself constantly, 'don't let a few trips and falls deter you from that prize, that trophy that you have yearned for so many years' Keep going lad, keep going....

The weekend is a pitfall

I ruined it all, despite all my motivational rants i just kept breaking the rules all weekend. In the back of my mind i knew i was sinning against my own list of comandments but i just couldnt stop it. Kept telling myself that it was just the weekend, would make up for it in the week. Blasphemous!

The weekend

Taking it easy, normal breakfast, normal lunch, will just try to stay away from the junk.

wheres the motivation gone?

Starting to become demotivated, amazing how fast it can happen. Evan had a bag of quavers to drown the depression, but feel worse, is there a hole i can crawl in and hide? Perseverance seems like a swear word today.

Don't lose hope..

I find little progress. Not sure if that is the routine being used, or the last mile that seems the hardest. Nevertheless I will not let that deter me. The battle may be lost but not the war, forward and onwards. If I lose hope now then it is all over and all that I fought for the last month will be lost.