Some of you are wondering why there haven’t been many posts of champagne and wine lately. Well, I’ve joined the ranks of the lukewarm water appreciation club. I was really getting jealous of watching Lazy Dad throwing them back with abandon at all of our soirées. So I decided to go against all that seemed natural and normal and started drinking water exclusively.
I will confess though, I often sneak ice into my water to really crank things up. I hope he approves of such irresponsible behavior. Twenty-eight days and counting.
I’ve been away for a while again but I’m back, you can’t keep a good girl down.
There’s been a lot of change over the past couple months: * I got promoted to a management position * I started working from home * I got engaged
I spent the latter half of January and February struggling with Depression while trying to get promoted and practicing for the Vagina Monologues. I got promoted to management the last week in February. I spent a week traveling doing management stuff before I came back, moved my office home and started working from home.
The past couple months at home let me tell you the struggle has been real. I’ve been learning a new role all while on a little island with no other managers to walk up to to ask questions of. I have a team of brand new Advisors too so they have to learn how to do everything. I had to set everything up and get my flow down setup my process and all that stuff.
My physical health went by the wayside…and guess what. * I gained more weight (up to 263 lbs again) * I started to feel like crap physically *Had problems sleeping again *Felt bad about myself starting the shame/binge/guilt spiral we all so love and enjoy. * Aweful pain in my hip * Neck horrible stiff *Eating crap food = feeling like crap in general
I realized that if I kept going the way I was going I was going to burn out super quick. I don’t want to burn out so stuff has got to change.
I officially got back on the wagon on Monday but I’m finally back to blogging (baby steps). I’ve setup my fitchart for the month and made up a game where I get a point for each time I perform an action that will take me closer toward my long term goal of a healthy weight. When I get to a certain amount of points I get a prize. There are small weekly prizes and larger prizes for acquiring more points throughout the month.
I’m going to start everything tomorrow. I decided that I’d start tracking with the fitchart tomorrow rather than waiting a couple days to make it a specific day. My weeks are going to start on Sunday’s when I’ll do weigh in’s.
Well, I have been struggling with my diet for around a month now and have fallen back into my old eating habits much to my disappointment. I’d like to blame it on my hectic life, but I know it my fault completely. Now, I know that could sulk about this until the sun goes down, but instead I’m gonna put a smile on my face and begin again. I know I can do this and a big part of it is attitude. As of yesterday I am back on the wagon again and plan to make it work!
I had stopped Tumblr-ing for the most part because I had stopped eating healthy and working out - January was a ROUGH month where it basically felt like every day I had a new stressor and I was basically just trying to keep my head above water. Don’t take it personally, Tumblr, I didn’t really see any real life friends for about a month either but February has been much better!
I’ve been to the gym 4 times this week and I’ve been Tracking my food PRETTY well and I legit already feel better day-to-day. HOPEFULLY I’m back on track!!
Forgive me tumblr, it has been 4 days since my last post. And we all know that when I go dark, it usually means I’m up to no good.
But let’s not dwell on it.
I’d like to thank Crossfit for whipping me back into a good mental state today. Nothing like sucking wind and wanting to cry during a workout to remind me that eating crap is no good for my mind or my body.
Well today I say sweet things, but tomorrow… I’ll be making up excuses for my actions cause it’s been so long, since I have been in love. That special kind of feelin. Guess my best excuse; I’m on the wagon again. Well I got no real excuse. I’m on the wagon again.