I’m way up on the scale today. Too many pancakes. I tracked them for today, though, even though it’s an unsightly 15-point blemish.
You know why? I read a brilliant repost yesterday about the things successful people give up. One of those things is perfection. And I realize just how right that is.
When I track the good, the bad, and the ugly, I lose weight. It doesn’t matter if I make big mistakes, like a 52-point pint of Ben and Jerry’s Tonight Dough. I will still lose weight.
It doesn’t even matter if I go 36 points in the hole for the week. I’ve been there, done that, and still lost weight.
Because when I track everything, I make far fewer mistakes. Because I have a keener awareness of what I’m putting in my mouth.
And I’m much more likely to limit the food I just plain don’t need, even if only because I’d rather not have to do the work of tracking it.
By no means am I recommending going into the negative every week. It doesn’t work for everyone. It doesn’t always work for me. What I’m saying is, mistakes, even big ones, don’t mean it’s over.
And that’s not new. It’s what I’ve always said. I completely understand that perfectionism in this program is problematic at best, disastrous at worst.
Sometimes I just need a friendly reminder.