Digging my way out
Sunday, September 30, 2012
I've been rather quiet for the past couple of weeks. Why? Because I've been in a self-imposed health and fitness slump.
It all began (this time) when I went to Massachusetts for my grandmother's funeral. It is very hard to eat with family and care one iota about dieting. The timing wasn't right. I took a couple of walks, but otherwise ate what was in front of me.
When I got back after a week, I never did get back into my program. I exercised once or twice, but that was it. Busy knitting socks because winter is coming, you know? I've been stress eating with crazy projects on my desk at work. Yes, I've been doing everything wrong. AND ... I haven't stepped on the scale.
This morning: I'm going to weigh myself. It'll be ugly, but it'll be a starting point. I'm going to be honest about what I eat. I will measure everything even if it is bad eating. And I will start walking the pup and exercising again.
For me. For my husband. For my children. For the world's cutest grandchild. For the pup. For God. For all the right reasons.
I will have grace for myself in those moments I slip, but I won't let those slips become a lifestyle in themselves.
I can do this.