This week should be called: NERVES OF STEEL. The initial shock to the system has worn off and suddenly the novelty is the new normal. It’s never pretty week 2, but I did it.
Let’s check in on some of the goals that I started out with at the start of the month:
1. Exercising every day
I missed a day! The weather was shite, I was tired and I just plained missed it. But you know what? I completely did NOT beat myself up about it, I just moved on. I didn’t use it as an excuse to give up. I just moved on to the next day. Revolutionary I tell you!
The complete lack of pressure on the exercise front has been REALLY good for me. Every small bit counts, no matter how small (like it could just be 1.5km dog walk). In fact, I have been LOVING the slow walks much more than the runs where I try and beat a best time. I have been enjoying the walks for what they are, enjoying the time of the day, enjoying that Frank is enjoying them, enjoying the chats that I have with people when I am about, the animals I see. It’s been really beautiful.
And of course the other kind of workouts have also been good. Sweating it out. Running for longer than the last time. Listening to good music up REALLY loud. It’s all good.
2. Not drinking
Now that this has become the new normal I have to tell you, it’s FINE. I mean, of course on a Friday night when everyone in the world seems to be having a drink it would be nice to have one, but it’s actually REALLY TRULY been fine. In fact, last night I knew was going to be a big test for me: It was Daisy’s birthday and we had a house full of friends here. I was pouring everyone else a Prosecco and I DID NOT HAVE ONE DRINK. Once you get past that first urge, it’s all good. We have been watching lots of TV and movies on Netflix and enjoying more quality time than we do when we normally drink during the week. I tend to have a wine, half watch bad TV and my phone…and I haven’t been doing that as much. Go figure.
3. Eating Better and Getting back into fasting
I managed to survive the week fasting for 2 days and trying to eat better on the others. The biggest hurdle for me? BREAD. I love bread. I REALLY, TRULY LOVE bread. But bread doesn’t love me. It bloats me. It gives me hiccups the instant I eat it. But I persist because I love it. And this week? Well I MADE bread. Because I am mad.
And you know what? I did not eat the bread. I know many of you might think, life is too short eat the bread, and my GOODNESS I have eaten the bread throughout my life, and will do in the future, but right now I am trying my best so I am proud that I did not eat the bread.
I did eat the dumplings though.
And my clothes are all fitting much better than they did 2 weeks ago. I don’t have scales, nor did I measure, but I can tell in my jeans and in my face that things are fitting and looking better. So that’s something!
And you know what? We’re past halfway. And I can feel that this focus and determination is resetting my brain for hopefully March onwards. Maybe I am making some real changes? We’ll see.
How are you going with it all?