So, I’ve got good news and I’ve got bad news when it comes to my progress. The good news is I’ve been watching my eating more and working out much more consistently the past couple weeks.
The bad news, however, is that I discovered the “Mexican Poutine” at the Crack Shack this weekend AND was convinced to get pizza for dinner last night. Soooooo…..yeah. Nothing to do but get back on track.
My calves are so sore I can barely use them right now. They have been sore since last week’s Zumba and Bodypump extravaganzas but while the rest of me has recovered, the calves are still so sore that I yelped in pain….literally yelped….when I tried to roll them out with a foam roller this morning. Perhaps it was all those stairs in La Jolla over the weekend?
Regardless, I’m back on track. I had my Shakeology this morning, blended with unsweetened almond milk, a teaspoon of peanut butter, and a banana. Today I plan to do some walking at lunch and go to the gym tonight (to a yoga class…clearly I need stretching in my life). Other than that, I have to remind myself to actually use the sit-stand desk at work to stand for some of the day instead of just being lazy and sitting all the time like I’ve been doing lately.
Oh well, nobody is perfect. I’m far from perfect.
The other thing I’ve been dealing with is a lot of self doubt and depression. I took ‘before’ photos the other day and looking at how out of shape I’ve allowed myself to get really bummed me out and sent me on a bit of a spiral. Although I eventually managed to get out of the house and do something with my day, I spend a significant portion of this weekend hiding under a blanket, not really feeling up to doing much. It’s something I’ve always struggled with and when things aren’t going well, I tend to shut down a little. I’m working on it.
I know that only consistency will get me to my goals, and I know from my past experiences that it’s ok to screw up and eat pizza or skip a workout. The important thing is to get back on the wagon afterwards. Sometimes it’s just a little harder to do in practice than it sounds in theory. So I’ve been feeling a little down on myself lately, but I’m working through it with the support of my Beachbody group and my husband, and through reminding myself that I just have to get up and do it. Just one day at a time.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and each day I take steps, even small steps, towards my goals, I’ll be just that much closer. Sometimes I backtrack and it’s frustrating, but I’m working on learning to forgive myself and move forward when that happens.
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