What a difference a few weeks makes! I have officially rediscovered my love for working out. I actually look forward to it in the mornings like I used to back in the day. I started running again which has helped me lose weight fastest in the past. It’s kinda funny because I have never really been a runner, and I probably look silly, but I really like it. The outdoor track at my gym is my go-to place to run. It’s quite and peaceful, and if it’s around 60 degrees it’s absolutely perfect. There are no distractions and I become lost in my thoughts, which are usually about running or the workout following the running. In fact I sometimes get too lost in my thoughts and don’t realize when another runner has decided to join me, like last week when I nearly had a heart attack when he flew right by me! LOL!
Last week I had a really bad week. Between Bryan working late almost every night and my hormones all over the place, nothing good was going to come out of it. For some reason, every thing seems a thousand times worse when you have pms, and I hate to admit it but I am not pleasant to be around for one week out of the month, something I am trying to work on. I cried over everything and in 2 days I only got 4 hours of sleep. It’s these stressful times when I usually want to eat and not workout. The day I woke up to only have 4 hours of sleep in 2 days I seriously considered not working out with my trainer. I was physically and mentally exhausted and had zero energy. But I knew I would feel so much better if I went, and wouldn’t have to deal with the guilt that came with not going, so I sucked it up and went. My excuse is there are NO EXCUSES! Do what you need to do, and so I did. I felt so much better for going…and had a much needed nap that afternoon as well! 🙂 Oh and I never swayed from my healthy eating and ended up losing 3 lbs for that week!
This week I am trying to work harder and stay focused. When my trainer makes me do crazy stuff, or just plain hard stuff, and I feel myself start to complain, even if I do slip at first, I stop and remember what I wrote a few weeks ago. I feel the words of my blog taunting me. “Remember, you said you wouldn’t complain anymore.” So I just shut up and do what I need to do, even if I feel like I could pass out at any moment. lol Some days I feel like I might have to crawl out of the gym or be carried to my car, and those are the days I feel the best when I leave there. Maybe it’s because I know it’s going to be worth it! It already has been worth it because my clothes are getting bigger on me and my confidence is slowly coming back.
No more excuses!