I've been the master of excuses lately in regard to a TON of things including my eating habits, and my exercising habits (or lack there of). It's so easy for me to justify my laziness. I tell myself "you work yourself ragged all week you DESERVE to be lazy". This morning, as I was "running" on the treadmill (at least my version running) I realized the things that I make excuses for and then get depressed about are all things I can control. I can still run and move while I still can. I can choose to put healthy food in my body, no one is force feeding me cake!
I had to pump myself up in the last two minutes of my workout this morning. The person next to me probably thought I was insane cause I'm pretty sure I was mumbling under my breath, but telling myself why I want to lose the weight, and why I need to stay focused and not give up really helped me drive through that last minute. The high after I finished was amazing. I was proud I pushed myself, and I'm ready to do it again tomorrow.
Excuses.
Friday, September 14, 2012
For my birthday, Ricky organized a big surprise several weeks in advance. I was at work for my birthday, which wasn't that bad because I had a 4 day weekend starting the very next day. My boss walked into my office at 3 pm telling me I needed to leave by 3:30 and pick Ricky up at work right away. I had no idea what was going on. Turns out Ricky had secretly planned this....
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