The truth is, it's a slippery slope. I always thought "Oh one bad meal/day won't hurt me" - On the contrary. I let myself slip for the Super Bowl, and after that, I was out of control. I get back on a few good days, then SLIP again on Saturday at dinner! I did contain myself to one and a half beers at the bar we went to with friends. It's just so hard, and I get into this "it's not fair" rut. Why wasn't I born with genes to be able to combat obesity? I wasn't at all - I have had to fight most of my life - as far back as 10 years old from what I can remember. I know now I have to fight hard for any weight loss. So it's time to just buckle down and get serious.
So last Thursday, I went for a workout at my friend's house, and was sore for 2 days! It was awesome. Saturday morning, I got up and ran day 3/week 4 of C25K. Then ALL FREAKIN' DAY was spent cleaning out my parents' basement. I'm telling you, I relived a huge portion of my childhood on Saturday. Even down to finding my old stash of Barbie dolls from the 80's! Hello, neon clothes and crimped hair! Sweet P was stoked! But my soreness level was up to a 12 by yesterday morning. But it's a good pain :)
Anyway, I'm back to truly tracking my points today, and going back to workout in the garage gym tonight! No excuses, it's time to get serious.

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