I have never liked limits imposed upon me.  Speed limits, budgets, control freaks are all things I can do without.

Well the other day I had a revelation. Of course, this thought isn’t new to me. However it hit me so hard the other day, I was stopped in my tracks.

I need to get control. Not over people. Not over things out of my control. But with things that are 100% in my control.

• spending – I buy whatever I want, without any thought to cost
• eating out – I eat out most days for lunch and several nights a week for dinner (this doesn’t help my calorie intake or my spending)
• imbibing – I drink frequently (1-2+ glasses of wine every night!)

These are all things I have set limits on before and done successfully. But for some reason they all feel like they have spun out of control recently.

And by losing control over these things, I seem to have gained everything (mostly bank fees and weight). I don’t want those things!

So here’s to getting a grip on my life. And I started last night…by eating homemade, healthy soup (Don’t freak out. Yes I cooked!  And yes it was fabulous.), skipping wine and not spending money to eat out.

Don’t get the wrong idea. I plan to still eat, drink wine and spend. But in moderation. For example, I don’t need to have a glass of wine EVERY night. I can drink it several times a week and still feel okay. I also plan to still spend money. I make it. I can spend it. But I need to put some limits on how much I spend. I have lofty long term goals, like living as a rich person when I retire, and this takes some restraint now. I plan to eat out, but not everyday at lunch and most nights at dinner. I will force myself to cook at home and/or bring a lunch to work.

Wish me luck!

What things do you have to limit in your life?

My trainer told me I’m going to die.

Well, she didn’t say die but she did mention osteoporosis. And being all bent over because your bones won’t stand up is as bad as being dead. Nobody likes bad posture, it is just not slimming.

She told me I need more calcium in my diet. I defended myself by saying that’s why I order cheese on my burger. She rolled her eyes.

She told me I need to work out more. I rolled my eyes and explained how exhausting it was already to do a few days each week with her. She agreed (that I’m exhausting!).

She told me that my calorie intake is perfect BUT 30% of my calories are super bad and come from wine and alcohol. I reminded her that I skip dinner in order to accomplish this. She should be proud, right?

She told me to quit complaining and just do the work out. I told her I was bored. She is meeting me at the park today, instead of the gym, to change our scenery.

My trainer has driven me to: stand up straight, order cheese on my burgers, work out only when I’m with her, skip dinner and drink alcohol, go to the park.

She’s the best driver in my life!