Peaking my head out August 31, 2011
I have survived the birthday weekend…barely. I won’t say unscathed because I came out with a three pound gain and a loss of direction. I haven’t been able to get back on track but I’m going to quote one of my favorite quotes:
Failing to plan is planning to fail.
It is so true. I haven’t been planning. That’s not exactly true. I’ve been half-ass planning. And then I let it all go to hell by the end of the day. I have intentions of planning but don’t. I can see how easy it is to slip back into the old habit without a backward glance.
First it was the exercise to go and it went quickly. Then planning the meals. Yes I planned on not having the healthiest of meals on Saturday and only on Saturday. But Saturday turned into Sunday which turned into Monday. On Monday I told myself I’ll get back on track on Tuesday. Let’s get the rest of the birthday celebrations over with and you will get back on track.
Had breakfast, lunch, and snacks planned out. Yes I knew we would probably end up eating Sonic burgers for dinner and even allotted the calories for that beast. Then I got home and chowed down on the ice cream left in the fridge and I can’t even remember what else. Why? I have no idea. It was there? Bored? I truly don’t know.
I haven’t done any of the c25k in over two weeks and the Race is now in just over two weeks. I have faith in myself that I can do it. I know that I can do it even if I have to walk really fast but I want to jog it. This is what usually happens to me and why I can never count on will power alone, especially when motivation leaves me. I haven’t given up and I know I will get back on track.