Thursday, February 20, 2014
I have been sick with some sort of nasty 10-day virus that turned into an ear/sinus infection - the headaches and ear aches have been horrible and debilitating - never in my life have I experienced ear pain as bad as this, felt like someone was using my head for batting practice. I've been sick going on three weeks now, still not quite up to par but hoping I will be over it in a few days thanks to good old fashion Amoxicilin. I know, quit complaining, it could be so much worse, but this has been a really rough 3 weeks, not to mention a really rough winter. The temps have been unseasonal here and I'm not accustomed to such, I know...another good excuse to whine. I've been in hibernation for the past 2 months. Quick....someone call the Wham-bulance.
I have reached a new level of disgust with myself over these past few weeks. I’ve let myself go, it’s time to take control and get on the ball. I thought about how thoroughly disgusted and disappointed with myself I am while eating a bowl of ice cream..... in bed, watching TV last night and looking at myself in the mirror, that will tell you I was having a pity party and giving myself a serious WAKE-UP call. Oh and add to that...wearing a size bigger pj pants too, that's the cherry on top of the sundae.
The other wake-up call came when I got on the scale at the doctor’s on Tuesday….TILT, TILT, TILT – it said….one foot at a time please – holy bajeebies. Time to take action, no more excuses – the old SKINNY needs to resurface.
I've been in hiding, living in Egypt – on “de Nile” that is.
Denial... I can eat whatever, whenever I want, with no consequences. Like choosing a McDonald's burger and fries over what I used to eat...healthy, loaded salads. Seriously, fallen off the deep end there. I can't believe I reached that level, uggghhh.
Denial... that counting calories is not necessary, I can guestimate how many calories I'm consuming - oh well, guess I don't need to keep track at all.
Denial...I can still keep my running game going (in my mind of course), all the while having my butt sit on the couch and wishing I were out running but finding every excuse not to. It's too windy, it's too cold, I have a headache, I'm too busy, yada, yada and the list goes on. I have a half marathon I am supposed to run in less than 2 months, it's my running partner's first one, I can't let her down.
SMACK !!!!!! - pull yourself up by the boot straps SKINNY, get with it, get back in the game, be proud of yourself, you know you can do it.
I am packing my bags and moving from Egypt...... So let it be written, so let it be done.