I want to be a brave girl.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
I'm not much of an emotional eater, that being said, it does happen occasionally. Last night was one of those night. My husband is a plumber and with the freezing temperatures he has been working super late every night for the past 2 weeks, plus I've had a bit of a cold and to top it off I'm on my period (for the first time in over 6 months).
Don't get me wrong, I've been a bit on and off on the whole healthy eating for the past few months. Buying a house, moving, holidays and life have just thrown me a bit off track. Plus my doctor told me I needed to gain some weight back and lets face it, eating yummy food is pretty addictive.
Anyways last night sucked. I started eating and just didn't want to stop. I HATE THAT FEELING! I am a total control freak for the most part, so when I lose control it KILLS me.
This morning I didn't go the gym, I told myself it was because I was tired. I needed the extra sleep. I did get up and do a 20 minute workout. I think the truth is, I didn't want to go to the gym because I was terrified what the scale would say. I regretted the decision all day.
I felt stupid for letting myself eat so much, I felt stupid for not going to the gym. I was just flat disappointed in myself. So after sulking all day. I decided I was not going to let myself get the best of me. I refuse to make myself feel anything but proud.
So I got my workout clothes on and went to the gym. I faced that DAMN scale and it wasn't bad, but even if it would have been, at least I was there. At least I am here. Just because I make a bad decision, or hell a string of bad decisions. At least I come back.
There is a great quote that says "If I can't be the girl who is in first place... or second place.... or fifth place.... or twentieth place.... I want to be the girl who keeps showing up anyway."