Wow… I look a little weird in that video, huh? I was tired after a long, humid walk.
I’ve got to tell you, I’m feeling pretty proud of myself this week. After Saturday’s HORRIBLE eating, I was expecting the typical cycle of guilt and embarrassment. I’m not going to say I wasn’t at all guilty or embarrassed, but it was different this time. Of course I wish I hadn’t done it, but for the first time… maybe ever… I was able to walk away from those bad choices like they didn’t matter. I was able to say with absolutely certainty that this was NOT the beginning of a backslide into bad habits. I knew without a doubt I’d get back on track, and within 24 hours I was eating healthy foods and walking three miles.
I bounced back with a vengeance, and in some ways this has made that unhealthy, vicious splurge of a day into a positive. In some ways, Saturdays string of bad nutritional decisions has become a bigger victory than falling numbers on the scale or smaller measurements or more time logged in exercise.
Finally, this is about the journey.
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