This weekend I was feeling a blah, frumpy, lumpy and dumpy. I suppose it was the weather. July is typically hot and sunny, but it has been unseasonably cool with a lot of rainfall. Saturday I woke up and looked out the window. The sky was grey and overcast….yet again. I wanted to call my friend Desiree to go for a power-walk or run, but I remembered that she has her in-laws visiting from Guyana for the next two weeks, so I’m certain she’s busy cooking, hosting and being the lovely daughter-in-law that she is. I debated going on the run myself, but I just wasn’t feeling it. I felt lazy and unmotivated (your point exactly Uberbeastmode. Can’t always rely on motivation in this game of fitness.) Then along came the downpour. The trees were blowing furiously in the wind and the drops tapped on my window. I could have went down to my condo gym, but alas, I did not. I remained on the sofa watching, “Just Go With It,” looking at Jennifer Anniston’s great figure while eating chocolate wafers all the while. Funny movie by the way. I highly recommend it if you’re an Adam Sandler fan. The movie title was fitting too. I was essentially just going with it instead of planning for success. I can always feel when I’m about to fall off the wagon and make bad food choices. I was bored, and boredom is one of my triggers. Another thing is, I didn’t shop and plan my meals and snacks like I always do. If I pre-plan, I have cut up vegetables ready in the fridge, or nuts, yogurt and fruits I can just grab. Planning is essential for my success. If I shopped, I would have bought salmon or fresh turkey breasts to cook, but again, I didn’t. When Andy came home from rehearsal, I went out and bought greasy pizza. To make matters worse, I went out in my Mr. Grinch pajama pants and my hair in a hideous bun on the top of my head and could not care less. At least I put on shoes instead of going out in my matching grinch slippers.
So there you have it. Made excuses not to be active, stayed in my PJ’s and ate crap. My weekend in a nut shell. I think it is important to write about not just the high’s of my journey, but the low’s too. Yes I do feel disappointed in myself and guilty, but tomorrow is another day.