Dry January Day 13

 

“All you have to do is make the choice to let go of everything you’re so attached to that’s not serving you and manifest the reality that you want. Life is an illusion created by your perception, and it ca be changed the moment you choose to change it.” – Jen Sincero, You are a Badass

Easier said than done of course.

But I bossed up and let go of two biggies today, and now I’m taking a moment to kick self-judgement to the curb and fully absorb feeling proud of myself.

What were the two gnarly buggers I quashed?

“I can’t workout in the afternoon because I’m too tired.”

Buh-bye! Thanks to the Peloton ride with the #ww_warrior crew, I proved to myself that I can not only survive a 3:30pm workout, I can set a new PR (personal record) doing it! Being back on track (both with diet and exercise) really makes a difference and I experienced that first-hand today.

“I can’t be alcohol-free around my mom without white-knuckling it.”

See ya, white knuckles! Admittedly, last night (the first night of her visit) was tough. I felt tense and insecure. But I got through it, and made sure to prioritize my workout and having a blue dot day today. Achieving those things made me feel so damn good that there was not an ounce of FOMO as I poured my Fresca Zero tonight.

I am still a work in progress. We all are. And I can easily overwhelm myself with all the things I want to change. But right now I’m just so completely grateful to be able to celebrate these wee triumphs with a clear head, tired legs, and a full heart.

 

Dry January Day 12

Another Dry January day, another challenge ahead, another milestone to achieve.

My mom – who joined Weight Watchers with me last March and has lost 50 pounds! – is coming to visit us for the weekend. And we love drinking wine together (hence the personalized wine glasses). She is extremely supportive of my Dry January journey, but that doesn’t change the fact that tonight, one of these glasses will be filled with flavored seltzer on the rocks and the other will be filled with vodka and diet tonic on the rocks. (I did tell her not to bring any wine, so she’ll have vodka instead.)

I adore my mom and I must admit I adore our drinking routine. But I also recognize that I drink way too much when she is with us and so I am trying to remind myself how great I am going to feel all weekend. (I hope.)

I’m also curious how this weekend will play out. I am determined not to drink alcohol of course, and confident that I can stick to it. Hoping for some grand revelation about how much better my mom’s visits are when we don’t polish off two bottles of wine every night. Which I know must sound silly to those of you who have been alcohol-free for longer than 12 days. But it’s still not obvious to me. I’m still pining for it. Wish I weren’t. And I’ll settle for pining over white knuckling. But I wish I weren’t pining at all.

Bottom line: wish me luck, and fingers crossed for little to no FOMO and increased patience and love.

TGIF and TGIWFLCT (thank goodness I won’t feel like crap tomorrow)!