To continue with my 'no me time' whining, let me also come clean about my diet as of late. I've started to slip back into old habits over the last two weeks. Not all of the old habits, but a few of them. I could blame it on lack of time, lack of access, stress, exhaustion, travel, blah, blah, blah... but the truth of the matter is this: I own this. I've allowed myself to 'slip' and the only thing to blame is me. And as a result, I don't feel good. I'm sluggish, my sinuses are all clogged up, my head is achy, and my crabby pants are on.
Here goes: I've had wine every night since Saturday. I've missed my work-outs. I've gone out to eat for nearly every meal and while I ordered a salad more often than not, that salad often came with toppings that I should have 'held' but didn't. I also let a Diet Coke slip past my lips (something I'd given up cold since the start of this change of lifestyle) and have neglected to keep my food journal up-to-date. I've also made some bad decisions regarding appetizers and desserts and snacks and am certain that I'm not getting enough veggies, protein, or water.
Dammit. Dammit, dammit, dammit.
And so I wallowed in my bloat for a bit, started to really beat myself up in terrible and nasty ways, looked at my belly and scolded myself by saying all those terrible things that I know I shouldn't and then I stopped. I stopped. And instead of continuing the self-loathing and scolding, I pulled out my food journal, turned the page, wrote "RE-FOCUS" at the top and planned my day's meals and snacks for tomorrow after stocking the hotel fridge thanks to a quick trip to the local grocery store.
I'm logging off and resting my head on the pillow in a bit and when my alarm goes off at 5:30am tomorrow morning, I will get up and go to the gym. And then I will lead myself through a new day; a day where I will be present, conscious, and in control.