This morning I felt horrible. All I could see was my faults and I would've happily stayed in bed. Except I couldn't even manage that. I had to force myself to be late for work. And when I got in I was in a pretty foul mood.
Still, I've realised I'm still gutted about my lack of weight loss. And my shape not changing even though I've been exercising. I've had to take a look at myself though, and looking back I can see that I'm only cheating myself.
Day by day my diet has lapsed, my exercise regime has been strong but that alone is not enough. I've been eating more on gym days 'because I've burnt calories' and i've been eating more on non-gym days 'because I'm going tomorrow/went yesterday'.
My snack portions have gone from a handful of nuts and raisins to a bag of raisins, and no chooclate at work has become no more than one chocolate bar a day. Coffee? Well I'm having 2-3 cups a day. Herbal tea has flown the nest.
So, after one last blow out tonight - we're out for dinner and I will not be denied - I will be back on the band wagon tomorrow AND down the gym too. What's more, in seeking solace here in BCUK I aso found inspiration....
23rd of July 2008 I RAN FOUR AND A HALF KILOMETRES! I had forgotten about this as an achievement and have been over excited about running 4kms, but now i have a target to aim for again.
If I could do it then, weighing more and being less fit, then by god I can do it again with this body. And, also I've discovered that running in the evening is quite nice too, and the gym isn't as busy as I'd thought, so I've two windows to choose: am or pm. Either way I will get back to it, lift my head up high, find my wings and soar!
Hurrah, the happy Happy is coming back!
Thanks for listening guys n gals
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