This is a very hard post for me to write. It’s time for me to be honest, and hope that you don’t stop reading. I was doing so well, until this last week. I was working out 6 days a week, and being very careful with my diet, until this last week. It’s hard, people, to be good all the time!
Between my birthday (when I took the day off), then The Husband’s birthday (again, off day) and then my anniversary (once again, off day) I was setting up some pretty bad patterns. I think I would have been fine if it was just one of those days, but having all three right in a row was bad for me. It made it so much easier to compromise on all the other days.
This last week was a very bad PMS week. Ladies, you know what I’m talking about. I was exhausted. I was in bed by 8:30 pm every night, usually after a 30-60 minute bath. I ate pretty much nothing but junk. I had zero appetite, unless it was greasy chips. ew.
Today, I’m past all that. I feel my energy back. I’m starving and I feel disgusted at the things I put in my body the past few days. But I’m struggling.
I feel like a failure. Like I should just quit, because I apparently can’t change my life the way that I want to. And then.
I see this picture on Facebook:
And I realize. I just had a few bad days. Sure, they were all put together instead of spread out. But if I were to make a calendar like this, I would have more smiles than frowns on it.
It’s like a quote I hear all the time… Something about how you should focus on winning the war, not necessarily every single battle.
And so, here I am today. On this beautiful, sunny Monday morning. Picking myself up off the ground and brushing off my battle wounds. Here I am shakily picking my weapons back up and marching back into line.
And as I’m walking to the line, I feel my strength returning. I look around me and see that not all is lost, that the end is still far off and it is still something I can achieve.
I’m surrounded by a great support system. I know what needs to be done. And I choose to keep going, instead of quitting.
One bad week will not end this fight. It’s still on. And I will win it.
Want to join me? Let me know, I’d love to have you.
Don’t forget, Smile and have a great day!