…because I’m traveling to Vegas tonight for two jam-packed days for not one, but two tradeshows. With more than 20,000 people expected at one (and probably close to it for the other), it’s a *wee* bit daunting.
…because I haven’t been to an event this big, in this role (or any!) and know I’ll have to do some stuff on-the-fly and get out of my comfort zone. Meeting new people, putting myself out there, putting the face of confidence on. *gulp*
…because I know it’ll be exhausting, long days and nights (I get in at 2 am my time, tonight, for starters…) and then a red-eye home on Wednesday night (gag), but at least M is picking me up at 5:30 am on Thursday and I can hopefully catch a few hours of sleep with him (hopefully!)…his smiling face will be enough to get me through.
…facing the scale later this week scares the crap out of me. I won’t look at the number, because I know I will fixate on it. But the reality will be in the measurements, too. I need to do my best at keeping perspective and knowing this challenge will be good mind, body and soul. (be gone bad body-image, be gone! shoo!)
…realizing that though I eat healthfully during the week, that weekends are my downfall. Knowing I’ve been counterproductive with my eating habits is frustrating. A reality I wasn’t ready to face, but I am now. And that’s all that matters.
…knowing that as hard as I work during these 60 days will mean nothing if I keep tearing myself down mentally (reading this from Tina and this from Lindsay was just what I needed as I sat on my couch in tears, beating myself up incredibly hard).
…food log. enough said. accountability. for as much as I eat well, I also have a habit of mindless snacking. A few nuts here, a handful of cereal there. Adds up. Don’t even get me started on my precious glasses of wine. Moderation is key, and I need to get back to that.
…Vegas. By myself. For 3 days. Eek. Sure, my colleagues will be there, but I am not good at unscheduled-ness. I have several couple-of-hour times where I don’t have to be anywhere for a meeting. That scares me. Like whoa.
…the 60 day challenge officially starts on Thursday. This is one challenge I can’t wait to face head-on. Bring. It. On. I need this. In so many ways.
Must remember…I’m made for challenges. I can do this. All of it.
Wish me luck this week…I’ll take all the good vibes I can get. You all are the best. Just sayin.