Real talk: for the past 2 weeks I’ve been on the struggle bus.
I had a great workout week 2 weeks ago, and then everything just went downhill. Which makes no sense, I’m completely aware, which somewhat makes it worse! At the time exercising every day didn’t feel that hard, although it was draining feeling like I was always doing something that I didn’t want to do. I hate when it feels like my life revolves around something that I feel is tedious.
So it went downhill the next week. Not full on sandwiches for every meal, but have I gained a few pounds back? OF COURSE I HAVE.
Did I start drinking soda again? YOU KNOW IT.
But every day is a choice (even typing that a voice in my head goes BLAH BLAH BLAH, but it’s true!). So I’m back to making my little choices. I think it helps that I have this all or nothing, either 100% perfection or my life is shit perspective and although I’m working on stopping that, 28 years of that way of thinking is difficult! Also, can we just talk about how hard it is to work out and eat right when your go to reward has always been food? Like, “Oh yeah, I did it, I worked out every day this week! I deserve Chick-fil-A breakfast!”
And then I end up annoyed knowing that if I get it, its a set back. But if I don’t get it, I just feel devastatingly deprived.
So now you’re caught up! It’s been a very UGH 2 weeks, which is my pattern of work out life so far. But I’m going to break the pattern! #HalfHeartedDetermination