Oh sigh.... last night was a disaster... properly a disaster...Firstly .. I didn't go to the gym, I just didn't want to by the time I had got home and fought through the traffic. So that's the 1st Disaster.. then I put my 3... yes 3 fishcakes in the oven with my sweet potato fries (to be fair the cakes are very small)... poured myself the last glass of red from the bottle and sat down and put on the lastest season of Downtown Abbey.... to be honest....sheer bliss... ate all my yummy dinner with a mountain of half fat mayo... (disaster number 2)...then after my meal and after finishing my glass of wine... I thought to myself... I am having a thoroughly lovely time with Downtown and wine it's such a shame we don't have any more in the house... "Go and buy some from the garage down the road..." a little voice in my head said... so I did and while I was in the garage I picked up one of those sharing bags of Maltesers... (disaster number 3) ...so I got home... finished the SHARING bag of Maltesers in literally about 10 minutes and then continued to drink half a bottle of the red I bought (Disaster number 4) ....my only saving grace before Disaster number 5 is that I finished the night with a mug of Green Tea and that I did stop drinking the wine before Biggy had come home.... Disaster number 5 is the fact that I of course didn't go to the gym this morning due to the dry mouth and slight headache I had ...
I don't know what's wrong with me.... I think I have OD'd on fitness if you can do that... my twitter account is just full of health and fitness accounts talking about how much they love the gym etc... which I get and I follow for a reason but I think part of me is going.. enough already... I am totally torn as I know that I enjoy going to the gym and know that last night wasn't needed at all.... Also again the argument of not drinking has arisen... wine just really really messes me up in certain departments... I don't want to totally stop as I do enjoy a glass... but I think I need to really limit myself to just 2 glasses 2 nights of the week... those nights can be my choice but I don't want nor do I need anymore than that, after a while you are just drinking it because you are thirsty more than anything else... why is it I always have the same thoughts and the same discussion with myself but then when somebody offers me a glass of wine it's so hard to say no!
One bad night doesn't mean you need to beat yourself up. The fact that you can reflect on it objectively is progress in itself x
ReplyDeleteI hate working out, then I find times where I absolutely love it and can't get enough of it, then when I'm just plain tired and bored with it... I can't force myself to go... I'd rather sit and drink the wine too! Friday and Saturday I splurged big time. My week wasn't so well. I only lost ounces.... sigh. It's a new month though! Be positive! More chances more opportunities!
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