Dearest Supporters:
Just a quick update on my progress during this past weekend. I’ll start by saying that Saturday was my cheat day. Traditionally, when I used to be a gym-rat and treated my body as a temple, I ate healthy foods…six days a week. My philosophy was and still is, that you need to reward yourself for the effort you put into your diet and exercise plan. I know that if I deprived myself of pizza, ice cream and my favorite…chocolate, forever, that I probably wouldn’t have even bothered to start a healthy eating routine. But just knowing that on Saturdays I could let loose and enjoy those foods worked as an incentive for me. Now, trust me, I didn’t go hog-wild stuffing my face with as much junk as possible, though I would’ve like to, especially when it comes to pizza. Being of Italian decent, I can’t live too long without the sauce and mozzarella cheese combo, so having a cheat day allowed me to indulge a bit!
As far as exercise is concerned, I struggled to get my big butt into the gym to do cardio on Saturday. I dressed in my gym clothes after I showered, as a constant reminder that I needed to go, but I kept finding things around the house to occupy my time. After spending the afternoon grocery shopping at Whole Foods, which is forty-five minutes from my house, it was too late to go to the gym. While I was unloading the groceries, I was giving myself the guilt-trip from hell, and when I finished, I hopped into the car and drove to the park, where I walked a full ninety minutes or roughly four and a half miles.
Sunday, I went through the same struggle, but this time I never even left the house. I spent the day in bed watching movies and reading. I had no fight in me. Besides, it was the last day of my vacation and I just wanted to laze around for a day before heading back to the rat-race which, concerned me. With my work schedule being so busy and stressful, I was worried that I would soon abandon my battle.
When I woke up this morning, the only thing on my mind was how I was going to fit my workout into the day. Luckily, one of my tutoring appointments fell through in the afternoon and I was able to start my hour commute a whole hour earlier. My commute, as I mentioned in a previous post, is what gets me into trouble. I always manage to talk myself out of working out by the time I reach my driveway. Today, I changed that. I told myself that I would get to the gym, over and over and over again. it worked because as soon as I walked through my front door, I headed toward the closet, changed my clothes and then headed to the gym. Afterward, I felt great, ate a nice salmon dinner and am now, focused on tomorrow. It’ll be another busy day, but I can’t give up. I’ll keep you posted.
Sincerely,
Thy Maid of Honor
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