Today is one of those days where nothing is going right. I woke up with such high hopes, but they quickly evaporated. It’s not worth talking about really, but it’s not fun. I hate when one thing after another goes wrong.
It’s one of those days where it feels like life is conspiring against my plans.
But instead of feeling sorry for myself or making things worse by turning to food, I’m going to fight back. So what if nothing is going right? If I keep trying something eventually at some point is going to have to work out for me.
Speaking of workouts… I’m about to get super serious up in here with my workouts. I finally measured myself yesterday, five months since the last time, and oh dang I’ve gained inches. In a bad way. Even though I weigh less, my body hasn’t been kept in it’s previous awesome condition.
Inconsistent exercise (especially strength training) has not been good to me. So I’m going to get serious about going every day (except Sundays!) and getting all my strength training sessions in for sure. I really want to lose more inches and finally get into those size 14 jeans comfortably!
So instead of giving in to the day of suckiness, I’m fighting back. I’m planning and plotting, focusing on the things I can do and can control. And despite my previous lack of it, I really have control of my workouts.
But enough of this.
It’s the weekend.
Go have some fun.