Oh Fairy Godmother (Shrek 3), I feel your pain. My diet is ruined too, but not because of an orgre (well, my husband is quite large...).
Obviously, diet and proper exercise isn't a habit for me yet. It was too easy, last week, to tell myself my back hurt and I was still getting over that bug, so it was ok to only workout twice. It has been all too easy this week to sneak butter tarts out of the freezer and stress about Christmas (and the clutter and chaos that comes with it) to not work out AT ALL. It has also been equally as easy to allow Shawn's fast food mindset to creep into our daily living (ugh). These are all glaringly bad choices I've made - oh how I wish I had a good excuse that wasn't really just me being lazy or unmotivated. The sad part is I'm really so unmotivated and now in such a slump that I don't care if I don't jump back on the bandwagon until I've put my Christmas tree away. Ugh, failure with a capital F.
I will not make it a New Years Resolution to workout and eat better - because resolutions never stick - but I will make it a life choice to get better.
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