Here's the thing, when I'm sick, I eat. The second I feel an illness coming on, I start to day dream about pizza, Taco Bell, cake, ice cream, chocolate... The list goes on and on. I know this about myself, and I swore last weekend that I would keep my eating in check; that didn't happen. Salad and chicken were the last things on my mind. None of that sounded good. I couldn't force myself to eat it. So, I ate the junk, and a lot of it. All.week.long. It was bad.
Here I am, about 10 days later, and I'm still sick-ish. Seriously, it's the never ending illness of August 2013. I haven't been able to workout in over a week and I'm worried. I'd reached a point where I didn't have to force myself to get up and workout. It was part of my daily routine. It was a "must - do". Every day, no excuses. I have my first ever, official 5K coming up in 2 weeks, and it's been far too long since I've gotten a good run in, or any cardio for that matter. I don't want to lose the motivation I had worked so hard to find.
I know what you're thinking, "Real motivating 'Motivation Monday' there, Tiffany. (Insert eye roll here)" Weightloss and fitness journeys aren't easy. We all have our struggles, this is one of mine. What's important is that we don't throw in the towel completely when they happen. So, my week long pity party is over. I'm not 100% today, but I feel well enough to try and get a workout in. I'm going to have to keep it low impact, but my sanity needs a sweat session. It's a new week - back on track!
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