Excuseville population 1? Kind of...
The excuses your mind can come up with to avoid working out is pretty incredible. From being tired, to I'll start on Monday. I must of come up with every excuse possible to avoid getting my ass on that elliptical machine. EVERY EXCUSE. Why? I want this. Why do I keep postponing my happiness?
You would think that I would of made sure to eat well. Nope. Ate like shit. And by shit I mean didn't eat at all, or just grabbed something easy. It’s so disappointing. I did weigh myself though. I gained .06lbs. I know it’s not much, but I was really upset with myself. I even convinced myself that It was ok to eat shitty because it would make me feel better. Looks like I was eating a load of bullshit too. Grrr...
So here I am, 23 days into my diet that I have only really been doing for 13 days. I have yet to work out since I am nursing this lovely ruptured ear drum. Ouch!
I think I avoided writing another post because I was so disgusted with myself. I have no one to blame but myself. This is not the end though. This is my comeback. I am sure I will have plenty more opportunities to fall off the wagon, but as long as I still have the drive I know I'll be ok.
I did try a new recipe this week that I got off of Pinterest. They are mini taco bites. I used Won Ton papers instead of tortillas (I could use 8 and it would just be 4 points!), seasoned turkey meat, a little bit of cheese and some hot sauce. Boom! Heavenly goodness in my mouth.
Here we go. It’s a new day with renewed inspiration. Let's Do This!
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