Mind Games

“We all been playing those mind games forever
Some kinda druid dude lifting the veil
Doing the mind guerrilla
Some call it magic – the search for the grail.”

I love playing ‘mind games’ with myself. I know that probably sounds a bit messed up, but it’s something I’ve done for as long as I can remember and I credit it with playing a large part in my being able to both think critically and develop a strong sense of self. I think everyone probably does it to some extent; but in many cases it probably starts to get quite uncomfortable for some, as the testing, questions and self-reflection start to reveal certain truths that not everyone is ready to learn about themselves.

Do you ever try to figure out the true motivation that lies behind your actions? Do you question your behaviour or responses to certain stimuli, then try to find a way to get the better of your own brain and change the way you react in the moment? That’s part of what I mean when I talk about playing ‘mind games’ with myself. It’s interrogating myself on a conscious level and reprogramming my brain to then respond automatically on a subconscious level at a later date. It also involves using linguistic cues to trick the brain into thinking about something in a different way. It’s hard to explain in the abstract, so I’ll give you an example of how I’ve recently been playing these little ‘mind games’ with myself, in order to help me stop smoking.

Giving something up – something that you’re addicted to – is difficult because it often has both a physiological AND psychological hold on you at the same time. Nicotine leaves your system after about 72 hours (and cotinine – something your body makes after nicotine enters it – takes 1-10 days) so the physiological cravings will be with your for about 3 days after quitting smoking. Once you’ve gone about 4 or 5 days without smoking a cigarette, you’re technically out of physiological withdrawal / dependence. What’s left is a psychologically addicted brain that needs to retrain itself to no longer continue with the smoking habit (it takes at least 3 months for the brain chemistry to return to normal after last using nicotine) but getting yourself through those first 72 hours is generally the hardest part. Your body is going through the physiological withdrawal as well as experiencing the psychological stress of knowing that you cannot have another cigarette – ever!

Ever? I mean, that sounds like a helluva long time, right? And if you’ve ever tried to tell yourself that you cannot have something, you’ll know that your brain immediately decides that it really, REALLY wants said thing and starts to spend every waking moment trying to get you to give it that thing. So the minute you tell yourself:

“that’s it, no more smoking, this is it, never again…”

your brain goes into overdrive trying to get you to give it ‘just one more’ damn cigarette. You start to get antsy, you become hyper-aware of even the slightest, little annoyances and your temper starts to fray. All things that you know will be relieved by a hit of nicotine…but you’re not allowed any.

And so many people simply cave in at this point, you can hardly even class them as having made a genuine attempt. So how do you actually manage to get yourself through those first 3 days, without giving in to your cravings? Well, the way that I decided to go about it was…by not actually giving up. Yes you read that correctly, I managed to give up smoking, by not actually giving up. Bear with me, it does actually make sense, just let me explain.

When I was first thinking about quitting smoking, I tried to think of what was going to make it really hard (aside from the physiological withdrawal) and I immediately realised that it was the very act of being told I couldn’t do something, that would make me really want to do it (yeah, I’m a real dick like that sometimes, lol). So I had a little think about what it felt like to normally go a little longer between cigarettes and tried to use that as a template for future thought processes. Normally, I wouldn’t smoke for a couple of hours after getting up and then I might have a cigarette every hour or so. If I couldn’t smoke because I was busy doing something else, it’s not like I would suddenly become overwhelmed by thoughts of cigarettes and how best to get my next fix. Because by knowing that I could have another cigarette once I’d finished doing whatever it was I was doing, there was no panic. No desperate longing for a never-ever.

So it made sense to try and replicate that psychological process when trying to give up smoking for good. Rather than finish the last packet of smokes and leave myself without any at the moment the cravings kicked in, I decided to put a single cigarette in the ashtray and leave it where I could see it at all times. It needed to be on the periphery of my vision, so that I was always sending a message to my brain that there was a cigarette within my arm’s reach, any time I wanted it. Then I just proceeded to go about reading, writing, watching YouTube or whatever, all the time knowing I could smoke that cigarette at any time. Whenever the urge to smoke would start to rise up, I’d briefly interrogate that urge, ask myself if I really, REALLY needed to smoke the cigarette at that exact moment, or if I could just give it 5-10 minutes and see if I still really wanted it. And me being the weirdo that I am, I actually liked the idea of taking myself on with these ‘mini-challenges’ to se if I could go another 10 minutes without smoking…because it wasn’t like I was never going to be able to have another cigarette ever, right?

So I just kept on putting off having that cigarette and it’s still sitting in that ashtray, ready for when I decide that I really want it. It’s been 15 days now and I still haven’t smoked it. Not because I quit and not because I’m not allowed it (because remember, I can smoke that cigarette whenever I really feel the need to) but because I’ve just been repeatedly putting off smoking it, any time the urge has struck me. Of course, some of those decisions to delay smoking that cigarette have been a bit harder than others, but whenever the cravings have gotten particularly gnarly, I’ve just had a little chat with myself, emphasized how I only needed to wait out another 10 minutes and I could have it, and then allowed myself to feel particularly smug and proud for having made it through the 10 minutes in question.

And so far, it’s been working a charm! I won’t say I’ve quit smoking altogether…rather I’ve just put off having that cigarette for 15 days. The part of me which loves to get super competitive is really excited to see just how many days I can successfully “put off” having that cigarette (because that’s just another element of the little ‘mind-game’ I’m playing with myself) but the most important thing to remember in all this, in order to make this strategy work, is that there is absolutely nothing stopping me from smoking that cigarette at any point in all this. It’s right there, whenever I want it, ready to spark up.

But right now I don’t want it. I have some books to transfer onto my Kindle, a load of washing that needs to be done and a face-mask I really want to apply. So I’m just going to put off smoking it for now and see how I feel in another 10 minutes or so.

Because it’s not like I’m never gonna have a cigarette ever again.

Right?

Weigh-In Day / Loser 4 Life

“And my time is a piece of wax falling on a…termite Who’s choking on the splinters.”

(Those lyrics are dedicated to Joe Biden…who wishes he could make anywhere near as much sense as this song does, lol. #ElectionNight2020)
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How’s everyone doing today? I’ve been having an absolute blast: getting all excited for the US Election tomorrow, getting weighed, getting out and having a great stroll in the pouring down rain (I’m a total pluviophile!) without feeling too many aches / pains / strains etc… Today was just one of those days when I felt utterly indefatigable! Able to take on the world and win! Of course, that generally means that come tomorrow I will be curled up in agony, waving my fists in the air and yelping:

“Why…why did you have to speed-walk up that hill! You know we don’t have the physical capability to just start exercising like a normal person dagnammit!”

But, I felt good today. So I’m going to concentrate on that for now and continue to revel in all that is awesome. Because GUESS WHO LOST ANOTHER 2LB THIS WEEK?

Yup, THIS girl did! Woohoo!

I know I seem to say this every Monday, but I wasn’t really expecting much of a downward scale move today. Again, I haven’t eaten ‘off-plan’, but I gave up smoking about 3 days ago and whilst I’m literally invincible right now (pay no attention to the clicking joints, m’kay? Lol!) the nicotine cravings really kicked off the sugar-cravings too; so I’ve been eating more protein bars over the past couple of days to help assuage the desire for the sweet-stuff, whilst managing to still stay ‘on-plan’.

I’ve been keeping well within my maximum of 20g carbs a day, but knowing from past experience that having too many protein bars can mess with my weight, I fully expected this week to show either a gain or a maintain. And I was perfectly happy with that. This week was all about giving up smoking; something I wanted to wait to do only once I was well established into my low-carb WOE. I finally felt as though I was far enough along this past week, so on Friday I quit smoking. I haven’t had a cigarette since I quit and I’m pretty much through the 72hr period where the nicotine has left my system and the cravings have largely abated. I haven’t been using any vaping, gum, patches or any other smoking-cessation products, just good old-fashioned cold-turkey abstinence & obstinance. Because I really don’t see the point in continuing to top-up the nicotine levels in my system, when nicotine is precisely what I’m giving up an addiction to. It just makes way more sense to me, to get it all out of my system ASAP and stop feeding the addiction full-stop. And it’s working so far. Stubborn determination for the win, y’all!

But, getting back to the weight-loss, it’s not that I’d been gormandizing myself on dozens of protein bars with abandon – far from it – I just thought that the combination of a slightly altered, nicotine-free metabolism and a few full protein bars (rather than my normal bite, here and there) over the past few days, might have showed up on the scale as a gain or a maintain. But, thankfully, I was wrong and that’s another 2lbs down, hopefully never to be seen again! I was so pleased, I almost did a little pirouette as I was walking along the sea-front earlier (listening to some legitimately awesome music BTW) but then I remembered what happened a few weeks ago when I tried to do a pirouette in my kitchen, hit the deck and ended up sofa-bound with costochondritis for days. Yeah, thanks but no thanks. I wanna be at least semi-upright and ready to cheer Trump on to win tomorrow night!

And, on that note I think I’ll wrap it up for today. The other half is making me 2 porterhouse steaks, asparagus and Portobello mushrooms for dinner this evening, so I’m pretty stoked about that – seems like the perfect way to celebrate both my giving up smoking and losing another 2lb all in the same week.

So, wherever y’all are in the world this evening, I hope you’re having half as much fun as I am, and just as much success with your own weight-loss. Remember that the only person standing in the way of your success is YOU, so don’t let yourself stop you, from going where you want to go.

Stay indomitable y’all!

Blue