Well, it was bound to happen.
I totally went off the rails last week.
I have lots of excuses, but that's all they are... excuses.
I had several things come up that kept me from the gym, but, honestly, it didn't take much. I just wasn't feelin' it.
Diet was a hot mess.
A HOT STINKIN MESS!
I GAINED a pound!!!!.
I thought it was more, but when i got the the gym and weighed on the scale I've been using to record my weight, it was only one.
For all that is good and holy, how is that even possible!?!?!?!
So, I am determined...again...to get back on track.
I started running on Monday of this week. Its 2 miles from my house to the end of our street and back. I've walked/run that every morning this week. (yes I know that's only 3 times)
I've gotten my diet back under control too. Whole foods and protein shakes mostly.
Next week will be better.
I needed this wake up call. Reminds me that I'm not going to get in shape by thinking about it or wishing for it or talking about it. I have to change my eating habits and make exercise something I crave as much as I have craved food these past years.
That's all for now...