Wow…so I got the dietitian (RDN) and I was so excited about making the leap.
I had no idea the amount of energy goes into meal planning and prep. Seriously…
Ok – so within the first week I was down 1 pound. Then I attended the Arnold Palmer Invitational Golf Tournament. It’s an annual pilgrimage for me. 15 years or more I’ve been going to this tournament. I enjoy meeting up with friends and eating/drinking.
With the tournament over, I was back to shopping, preparing, cooking, measuring and packing. This is not fun…nope. Not at all.
I’m one week in and this is getting old. I’m one week in and I can tell this is my Achilles heel. This is getting old and painful. At this point I’m up to 3 meltdowns in the grocery aisle. There are so many things in this world I can do. But pick a yogurt among several shelves a mile wide…nope.
I’m hyperventilating trying to figure out is it nonfat or low fat. Regular or Greek. Breathe…Breathe…UGH…
I went to the brink of quitting and letting the dietitian have ALL my money. It is also at this moment where I realize why there is a no refund policy. But then….a Godsend. Literally.
My Sorority Sister recommends a personal chef. Then a dear friend (and Sorority Girl) recommends a Health and Wellness Coach.
My Vibe Tribe is coming together. Dietitian, Personal Chef, and Health and Wellness Coach.
I am 2 Legit to Quit…