Author: J. Taylor
Discipline and routine – ick! Some people make it look so easy, don’t they? For me, it seems to be the bane of my existence.
How many times have I started a diet or a gym class, gotten about two or three weeks into it and given up? Does this sound familiar to you? Of course, that’s also some of the same behavior that put me more than 100 pounds overweight.
So, whine as I might, I had to face the facts. I needed to put on my “big-girl” pants and deal with it. I simply MUST change BOTH my diet AND my exercise. In the past, I’ve done one or the other, but it seems I never had what it took to do both at once (at least not for an extended length of time). I would need a mega-dose of the “D” word, “discipline”. If I struggle with discipline, then how on earth do I attain it? Doesn’t it first take discipline to attain discipline?
My first step to this goal has been to admit that I balk at routine and discipline. Not just admit it to myself, but actually discuss it with others. Then, the cat is out of the bag, and I actually have to deal with it. No more ignoring the elephant in the room.
Secondly, I sought out help. That is such an easy thing to type out into a sentence; but in reality, I’m notoriously self-sufficient and cringe at the thought of asking help from anyone. (Pssst, this is also called “pride”, but if I don’t say it out loud, maybe it doesn’t really exist. Ya think?). Nevertheless, it was obvious I wasn’t able to make the change on my own, so I searched for a healthy form of support.
As I mentioned in a previous blog, my doctor suggested the Paleolithic Diet & Crossfit challenge. How could I refuse? I’d asked for help; I’d searched for a path to better discipline, and bada-bing-bada-boom, here it was! Besides, it was only 8-weeks. I can do anything for 8-weeks.
As part of this challenge, I was required to keep a food journal, and to email it to the doc each week. As much as I hate to admit it, the food journal turned out to be very beneficial. I journaled what I ate and drank, what time I ate it, and how I felt one hour later. During the first few weeks, the doc could get a feel for my pattern of nutrient intake, and as a result, better advise me on my questions and my choices.
About the third or fourth day into the challenge, I began a horrible battle with carb withdrawal. In the past, I may have dropped out, but I was determined to break through this wall. I had to push on through, no matter what. As a result of keeping a food journal, my doc could see that although my fruit intake was great, my veggie intake stunk. So, he let me know, and I looked for a way to get more veggies into my diet.
I borrowed a juicer from a friend, and juiced a lot of my veggies, and kept track of it in the food journal. As a result of doing this, the doctor and I could see a marked improvement in my energy and mental focus.
Okay, I admit it. Discipline is good. It may be difficult, but it’s very beneficial. Are you ready to try?