Delayed Gratification and Health
My whole life has been about going at my passions full force! Giving it everything I have. My goals and interests consume me, my thoughts, actions and days… until they don’t. I suffer from what I call burn out syndrome. Taking it slow and moderation are concepts that are not my cup of tea.
Burn out syndrome often ends in failure for me. I give up, lose passion or simply can’t see a way to maintain such a rigorous lifestyle. I am comfortable with failure. I know the feeling of always chasing a finish line and never reaching it because it doesn’t exist.
Since I began writing and researching, meta cognition has been an interesting topic to explore. Thinking about how we think can be beneficial in breaking cycles of failure. I am trying to break my burn out cycle. To be specific, I am picking up dreams and goals that are crumbled and crushed from under my bed and back into daylight.
The goals that I think are worthwhile of course have not changed, such as language, health and music.
For this post, I am going to focus on health and weight loss. To be honest, taking it slow and steady when losing weight simply sucks. I want to decide to be healthy and wake up the next morning with results.
My family is the same. I remember doing slim fast diets with my mom back in the day, going all gung-ho then burning out after a matter of weeks. Weight returning. Yo-yo dieting is what I believe they call it.
More recently, I took up the lifestyle of Macro Counting and routine weight lifting. Again, I went balls to the wall counting every gram, strategically planning for results, charting methodically. I lasted a good year and a half. Went from 220 to 187. Then back up and down, repeatedly.
I have yet to strike that balance between passion for the gym and passion for healthy choices in the kitchen. Now, I am in the process of slowly building my health through delayed gratification (the instant gratification being quick unsustainable weight loss). The healthy choices I make now, the weights I lift today, will provide a healthier me in the future for my family. That is my new motivation, the new core of my old goal.
This time is different. I step into my goal with a more aware mindset. I know how I think, what my weaknesses are. They started with the core of what I thought was success. I cared about vanity. I wanted to wear certain things or even just feel comfortable in my own skin, like I could compete with the women around me. SHALLOW. It makes me sick to think about it now.
Sure, I still care about how I look. But I know that denying myself food I love all the time (chocolate in particular) may work in the short run… but I will burn out. Weight lifting has always been a consistent factor. The gym is a place I feel proud of my progress. It is the nighttime when the fridge calls me to old binge eating habits. Emotions beg to be fed and pushed down with sweets and salts.
I know this will happen. I know the nights are hard. I have found ways to pre-log and plan in foods that I know I will crave. I have loosened the reigns and not beat myself up when I went over my macros by a few grams. I know in the long run, consistency will work. Life is too short and there are more important aspects, like family to worry about than constantly thinking about the scale. What kind of life is that?
When it comes to weight loss, muscle gain or really any goal, consistency is the key. Patience is the fuel and taking it slow may suck, but it is worth it. I finally feel like my goals are possible, not life crushing roadblocks. How do you live your best life? Do you take it nice and slow or go gung-ho? Post your progress in the comments below!