I missed my last post. Mostly, because I was dealing with a plague over our household. My husband and son dealing with “man colds” and my daughter and I both diagnosed and medicated for the treatment of pneumonia. The last thing I was thinking of was “healthy eating”. During some points in the last 2 weeks, I was just trying to get my daughter to EAT – so cooking her favourites was all that was on the menu. Those favourites included things that should not be on the menu of someone actively trying to lose weight (cough, cough, linguini, cough, cough chicken fingers, cough, cough, pizza). Yeah – when your already pip-squeek 3.5 year old (she is 30 lbs soaking wet!) says no to ice cream, you start feeding her whatever she will put in her mouth and swallow.
Needless to say, I was not in the mood to write about my “struggles” (to which there were many).
Because not only was I eating not-so-great, but I was also unable to exercise. It’s tough to move a lot when it results in difficulty of breathing due to coughing…
So, I cut off all my hair and donated it – and although I was mostly proud of the fact that I was able to give 11 inches of hair to a fantastic cause, I was also kinda disappointed when I stepped on the scale last Monday and didn’t see a difference in the weigh (actually, I’m UP once pound!) Then I found out (at the post office) that all that beautiful hair I cut off… it only weighed .8 lbs… lol – I guess it felt thicker and heavier ON my head than it really was.
But this past week, I slowly got back to moving. I ran and did an intense 1 hour bootcamp and then had a zombie run obstacle course on Saturday with some of my friends.
About 1 km through the obstacle course, while attempting to cut away from a zombie, I heard a “pop” in my calf and couldn’t continue the race.
NOW I’m bummed. Because it is time to get serious with this food thing… especially now that I won’t be able to do all the moving I have grown to love! I’m looking into the idea of joining a farming coop and really hoping it doesn’t result in too many fights with the kids (and the husband) over trying new foods. I’m thinking, worst case scenario, my bullet sees much more use with smoothies if need be…
But enough with the excuses… it is time to do this and follow through.
What do you do when you feel unmotivated and catch yourself constantly find excuses?