The truth is I am not going to be competing in the
body building competition I was training for in March. The truth is I wasn’t
really training much at all. There were a LOT of missed workouts, a lot of half
assed workouts, and even more cheating on my diet.
The truth is I didn’t train for or run the Athhalf.
The truth is I weigh 25 pounds more than I did this
time last year. My clothes are tight and unflattering and I feel self-conscious
and terrible in my own skin.
The truth is I haven’t been taking very good care of
myself. Too much wine every night of the week, lots of take out food, lots of
skipped workouts replaced by hours on the couch with Netflix.
The truth is I’ve had enough. It is time to get my
act together. I have a 7 mile “goal race” in February that I’m eyeing, I’m
running 3 miles 3 days a week, I’m trying to walk more with Stella each day.
The truth is it is not enough. I have to stop
drinking 8 days a week and stop justifying all the junk food. I just feel so defeated, like I’ll never lose
the weight and making little changes won’t add up to anything. I need to remind
myself that is not the case. I’m just having a hard time staying motivated and
on track. But I’ve seen the light, reached the tipping point, and am trying to
get back on the horse. It is time to try harder.
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