Saturday, October 12, 2013
For 390 days I walked a mile every day outside and then I missed a day. Basically my horrible work life caught up to me, I went out with friends and came home to tired to walk. I literally completely forgot to do the one thing in my life that is my constant just because of a stupid bad day. That's not really true. Actually everything is terrible right now. As of now I am failing my physiology course simply because I am either working or too tired to study. My weight loss and personal goals crumbled away weeks ago and I am sad to write this but in all reality I am not taking care of myself. My house is a disaster. Car really needs to be cleaned. This is day two with out my medication (normally I never miss). My office looks like a paper bomb went off in it. I'm doing everything in my power to perform right now and coming up short every single day.
I am trying to take the attitude that it's one day out of almost 400 which is less than a 1% error rate but I still am so disappointed. All I can do though is start again. I am not going to quit walking just because of one day. The thought of being back to zero though makes me feel heinous.