Starting over

So I took a week off from exercise and eating right.

I had the best of intentions when I woke up Monday morning. I had laid out my workout clothes, filled up my water bottle, and printed out a hill interval training schedule. But...I just couldn't do it. I could. not. get out of bed. This routine happened every morning for the rest of the week. Thursday night I told my husband "Come hell or high water, I WILL go to the gym tomorrow!". He just stared at me, smiled, and nodded.

And then I didn't go to the gym. He knows me too well. I beat myself up a little Friday morning. But you know what? I needed the week off. It was good for my soul to not have to worry about my pace or getting to the gym in time to get a decent treadmill. Training for the 5k had started to make running seem like more of a job than a hobby. I needed this week to remember that I do find it fun.

I won't even get started on my eating habits. I'll just leave it at this: I ate whatever the eff I felt like eating and never looked back. Thankfully, I haven't gained much weight but I certainly don't feel good.

All good things must come to an end though, right? Right. That's why tomorrow, I'm starting over.

I will make better eating decisions.

I will do some sort of cardio and strength workout.

I will use that hill interval training schedule that's been sitting on my bathroom counter for a week!