Thursday, October 18, 2012
I started to get really down on myself this morning. On Wednesdays, Iím up at 5am, and at the gym for strenuous weightlifting and intense cardio at 6am; and I donít get home until around 7:30 or 8 in the evening. When I got home last night I just didnít have it in me to even warm something up. So I ordered a pizza. According to my Food Tracker I blew 1,368 calories on that meal alone. For as hard as Iíve been working thatís a lot to go throwing away on one meal.
Plus today is my ďrestĒ day, when I give my muscles a chance to recover. I got up and did some light stretching instead.
Naturally I started beating myself up for doing something so stupid. Then I reminded myself that Iím not on a ďdietĒ. Iím trying to change my entire life here; the way I eat, the way I work out, the way I spend my time, even the way I view myself and my life.
The truth is, at some point in the future, Iím going to eat pizza, Iím going to have ice cream, Iím going to have slack off days when I donít work out. Itís a part of life and it will happen. So I need to come to terms with that and remember that while I blew nearly 1400 calories on that one meal, Iíve been spot on with the other 16 meals (including snacks) I ate this week. And while I wasnít at the gym this morning I was on my bike, for my daily commute to work.