Ugh. This is a hard post to write because I'm admitting my failure, but I have been totally off track for the last week and a half. I ate what I wanted and didn't exercise a minute. And the weird thing is, I don't know why. Why fall off like that?
Tonight I just really was thinking about how I'm not happy with this weight and how I'm not proud of the job I'm doing, and I am like, why not get back on? I recall a quote that says, "Success is not final, failure is not fatal. It is the courage to continue that counts". I need to summon the courage to get back up and try again.
The thing that gets me is that I haven't been one hundred percent committed to this. It's not just about losing weight either--it's also about being healthy and comfortable in my own skin. I need to make exercise and eating right as second nature as breathing. Even when I fell away this past week I was always thinking in the back of my mind,"I can't believe I'm eating this right now!" it sickened me. I literally felt nauseous. So why do it? Why sabotage myself? It's silly.
So tomorrow it begins--tracking, jogging, resistance training, choosing healthy food. I think I'm going to do p90x twice a week and jogging 4 times per week, simply because I love to jog and I'm motivated to do it. Also I need to jog first thing in the morning (one because it's so hot!). It's a great start to my day and I won't be falling into excuses about not doing it later on.
Long post! I had a lot to say, though. So here's to another shot--and I'll work on staying committed this time.
