I really am not posting about that. I must move on from the horror of the drug test. What I want to discuss this morning is how the 6 weeks ruined my fitness life. Most of you know that I've been trying to lose weight and change my eating habits for over a year now. Actually it's going to be two years in December. I've had my hills and I've fallen off the wagon multiple times. Finally this summer I felt like I had a great routine set up. Head to the gym, eat well, make smart choices. Yes! I had hit my lowest weight in YEARS! When I started working for AB my gym time was altered. I wasn't able to meet with my personal trainer. I lost motivation to go at noon. My eating habits went back to poor choices. It was just not a good time. Want to hear the worst part? I gained 10 pounds! That's right, 10! Diez! Dix! Zehn! En! (I just used free translation to help with that.) Back to the point. Gaining that weight was a huge slap in the face. It shows me that I'm not ready what-so-ever to have free reign over my life. Well I do have free reign but what I mean is I need to have someone hold me accountable to what I'm eating. Unfortunately because of the gain, I feel like I'm back to square one. I really have to push it to get back to where I was plus a little more. Ugh! I want to stop making excuses and get back in the game!
Here I gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

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