Morning friends! Well, it has happened...leap day has fallen on a Monday. It will only happen 15 times in a 400 year period. So, today is a special day.
Ok, ok. Today is also a special day because it's now less than a year that I turn 40. Yep, I turned 39 yesterday! I started this blog and FB page to help motivate me to get healthier and enjoy life more as I turned 40 - the countdown has officially begun.
I decided I would take the rare 2/29 on a Monday as a good "restarting" point to get back on track to being Fabulous by Forty. So, at 4:30am this morning I got up, read my devotional, social media and then started working out at 5:00am. Day one in the books.
I am a good starter, but a horrible finisher. I am going to approach each day with a focus on that day - not dwell on yesterday and not think about tomorrow (sorry Scarlett O'Hara!). So, today has started out good. I'll celebrate that today.
Happy Monday my friends! Until next time...
Remember me?? I'm still here. I'm still working on me and I am finding that old habits die hard.
I was so excited to see a difference between my first of January pic and my end of January pic. I should have been so encouraged that I hit February in stride and really got those inches dropping. But...life happened and instead of hitting the gym hard, I hit the floor hard.
I made conscious choices not to exercise. I found excuses, but they were still conscious choices. I ate a lot of candy (like a lot). I wrestled with most of those decisions too. It wasn't a, "pop this in my mouth without thinking about it" thing. It was a "I know I shouldn't, but by golly, I'm going to eat it anyway" kind of thing.
So, the past week I've had a pity-party for myself. It's ridiculous and I'm ashamed, but it's the truth. I think it's human nature (or at least I hope so because that makes me feel better to say that) to dwell on our misfortunes instead of looking past them, or better yet, finding teachable moments. I get so focused on how bad I feel about myself that I forget just great I have it and I need to pull up my big-girl pants and move on.
The teachable moment. I'm not perfect. I'm not going to be 100% perfect all the time, even though that's the expectation I've set for myself. I'm proud of myself for not gaining all the weight back. It's also a step in the right direction that I actually wrestled with food decisions instead of mindlessly eating junk. I mean, I still ate the junk, but at least I debated myself about it!
I'm less than 2 weeks away from the year count-down to my Fabulous Forty. I hope I can revisit this blog next year and thank myself for pushing on when I just want to drink a big 'ol glass of chardonnay and eat chocolate.
Thanks for reading my blog. I am picking back up with the 28-day FitGirls challenge. It's a great program and I encourage you to check out their Instagram and webpages.
Until next time.
