After posting a little over a week ago about how my stupid 30-something body does not want to let me lose weight easily, I’ve been slowly losing my exercise mojo. Another week gone by of working hard and I stayed the same in my weight.
So this week, I’ve totally lost it. I know how this story goes because it’s happened before – I bust myself for a few weeks, don’t like the results and then I fall off the bandwagon.
Today’s Friday and here I am dressed for the gym and I’m on my couch. They’ve kicked me off the wagon and I’m sitting in the dust, people!
Yup, I haven’t worked out since Tuesday. Granted, I’ve been fighting a bug all week so that’s also been a demotivator. But today hubby did the preschool drop off, it’s rainy and I’m discouraged. So here I am. I’m even dressed for the gym (see?!) but it’s just not happening. (Like the cat in the background? He’s my little buddy.)
I’m telling myself OKAY to have a bad week. I’m still on the healthy food plan, and to take a few days off isn’t going to make or break me.
Still, someone’s going to need to poke me in the butt with a little get-your-ass-back-to-the-gym stick this weekend to help me along I think. A little sunny weather wouldn’t hurt either.