Okay, so I didn't realize by changing my schedule just a tid-bit that it would alter my universe completely!
It all started on Saturday of last week when I posted a second daily weight gain and it really ticked me off! So I swore that weighing in every day was too much for me to handle emotionally and swore that I was going to change to just weighing in on Sundays.
Come Monday morning, I had to physically resist the urge to get on my scale and when I did that I lost any motivation to work out. Seriously, I flew off into orbit and had zero motivation.
Then Tuesday rolled around and I still hadn't regained traction. I even broke down and ate not one, or two, but THREE mini Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Holy Mackerel!
In walks Wednesday and I woke up in the foulest mood. I knew exactly why, too. I felt defeat traipsing back into my life. I had almost resigned to being fat for the rest of my life, again.
Fear not though, my friends. Fit Ben is back, and with a vengeance. Today's workout was crazy intense and after I FORCED myself to do it, I feel 100% again. While I cannot promise that it won't happen again, I can promise that I will always do my best to get back on the horse; again and again and again…etc, etc.
Keep fighting the good fight against fat, my peeps. Peace out!
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Way to go, Ben! It’s not about tripping, since we all do that. It’s about gettign up and kicking butt!
Oh my, sad to say but get used to it!! You will fall again and you will have to pick yourself up again. It is a LONG journey and not all will be a walk in the park. Your attitude has been great, you just lost focus for a very short time. 3 mini reeses?? In the past you would have eaten 10, am I right? You did good. Keep it up! How’s the wife doing??