My in-laws came over this weekend and helped us unload the backyard of all things overgrowth. My legs were sore from Saturday to yesterday, so I used that as an excuse and skipped my workouts on Monday and Tuesday. But look at that yard!
Having not worked out for two days, I started listening to my brain, which is rarely a good idea, and saw the hang of my stomach, the cellulite on my thighs, and thanks to being off birth control, acne has made a comeback, so I fell into a small self depreciating depression. I snapped at people, had temper tantrums, and that's just not me. I'm usually a fairly friendly person, so this morning, when my alarm went off at 6, I hit snooze. Hit it again at 6:05, 6:10, and 6:15, finally getting up at 6:20 because I had an internal debate:
Me: I don't want to get up. It's warm under these covers, and I'm so sleepy.
Brain: Get up and workout, and you'll be warm and it'll give you energy.
M: No.
B: Get up. You'll hate yourself if you don't.
M: I'm already 2 days behind on the workouts, what's one more day?
B: Go do it, or you'll be 3 days behind.
M: .....
B: GET YOUR ASS OUT OF BED NOW!
Fine. I got up and did my workout, and you know what? I feel better. I plan to do yesterday's workout tonight when I get home, and just so I can really get myself out of this I-feel-fat-and-ugly slump, I put on a dress, and did my hair, and did my make-up. My husband complimented me on how I looked, saying, "I always loved you in that dress." My coworker this morning said, "You look nice today."
It truly is the little things that help. My mood is better (although I still don't like the looks of my thighs or stomach, but they won't get smaller on their own), and I swapped out my usual morning coffee for green tea. I usually hate the taste of green tea, but on my grocery shopping trip last night, I found one that had pomegranate and blueberry in it, so it acts like a regular sweetener. I'm getting ready to go refill my mug for a second round, it was that good.
Oh! Between walking to a meeting yesterday, walking to another library to cover lunch for a coworker, walking back to my library, and then walking through the grocery store (making several trips back and forth among the aisles because I needed something to eat and was working on half brain power), I managed to hit 10,360 steps by the time I went to bed last night. That's right, I went OVER the daily goal!
Here's to never giving up again. I'm human just like you - let's lift each other up! We can do this! Go be awesome!
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