Make a small change or a big change?
I have a hard time making small changes. When I decide I need to do something, like lose weight, I can’t start small. If I start small, then I feel I’m setting myself up for failure.
For instance: if I make small changes in my diet, it makes it easier for me to goof up – and overlook – the goof up. If I do this enough, I won’t get back on the diet.
But if I go for the big change: throwing food out, buying diet food, exercise equipment, investing time and/or money, then I’m more likely to succeed. If I do blow the diet, then I can talk myself into getting back on it by looking at the investment I’m making. It’s easier to hold myself accountable.
Making small changes in my diet is kind of like quitting drinking a little bit at a time. Or being a little bit pregnant.
It is an investment after all – an investment into my health.
I don’t have issues with the “diet” word. It’s a way of subconciously telling myself that I’m changing my eating habits. And, I don’t know if it’s the bunch I run with, but they understand “diet” as opposed to “changing my eating habits”. If I tell a friend that I’m trying to change my eating habits, I get a blank stare. Truly. It’s like they have no clue. But if I say I’m on a diet, they immediately understand.
Go figure. Especially in this day and age.
And, speaking of changes.
I got my hair cut today. From rather long to about chin length. I *wanted* to go all spiky and punked, but my hairdresser got the vapors when I told her what I wanted. She made me sit down and look in books to show her what I wanted.
So, I did. Most of what I picked out, she would have none of (which I knew, but it was just too funny to watch her freak over this stuff.) See, I have a problem with hair. I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it around my face, on my neck, near my ears or in my eyes, and I’ve always been this way. Thus, I usually have to go real real short with it. I’ve done it that way for years. And, apparently, I can’t handle my hair long and permed anymore either. Old age I guess.
I did find some short styles that she deemed acceptable, one longish length that she was like no. No. No way. Hee hee, too funny. It only involved covering my gray with green, lol. The style I did pick, made her happy, and she cut it. I do value her opinion, sometimes we can’t see what others can. So she cut my hair, only leaving bangs – which were way too long for my liking, and she was looking at me like this is wrong, and I suggested making the bangs shorter. Which she did, making us both extremely pleased, and both getting what we wanted.
Even my mommy likes it. She’s tougher to please than I am.
So now, I look 10 years younger, the gray is hidden really well, without color, and I suddenly 2 people I know realized I’ve lost a lot of weight.
I just love this stuff. A real ego stroker. Amazing what a simple hair cut can do.
I’m almost ready for before, during and now pics.