I was doing so well, regardless of how tired I was or how busy I was, I was making sure that every single day I was getting my 10K steps in. I kept telling myself that even if life was getting in the way of me getting to the gym as much as I would like to, that if I got at least my 10K steps in, I was more active than I normally would have been in the past.
Regardless of what I was doing over the summer, I was determined and got my steps in. Every single day since July 3 — 99 days consecutively, and then Monday, I totally blew it! It was Thanksgiving day here in Canada. I had already had my dinner with family, I had enjoyed a great day with my son going to a local hockey game, there were no excuses not to do as did every day to get in my steps in. It was bedtime and I still had almost 4k steps to get in. The sitting at the arena for over 2 hours didn’t help the situation but I was tired, bone dead tired. I had nothing in me. I just wanted to crawl into bed.
I had to decide whether suffering thru a good half hour or more of stepping in place was more important than the guilt I knew I would feel the next day. I gave in and crawled into bed. And now, days later I am still feeling guilty and kicking myself in the proverbial ass for not sticking to it. I was so close to getting over 100 days in a row, and I let pure laziness get the better of me.
I think the biggest regret is knowing that giving in to the laziness once, I set myself for failure again and again. When I have only been on track for a couple of days, it’s easier to say “I will start again tomorrow.” I have been saying that for years and tomorrow never comes. That is why I really was pushing myself this time to stay on track.
At the beginning of my journey I stasted using the #NeverMissAMonday mantra, but let’s be honest life sometimes gets in the way and missing a Monday happens and it set me up for disappointment yet again. But don’t get me wrong, I try to start my week out on a good note and to never miss a Monday. I even made motivational hangings for my bathroom with my “You Can Do This” and “Never Give Up” to help me along the way.
But Sunday just got the better of me and I shouldn’t have.
And I know I can do this and I don’t want to give up. So I have given myself a kick in the pants and will do this and won’t give up. I take a look at my son and I remember that I am doing this so that I am healthy and around for him as long as I can be. I don’t care if I am a size 2, I just want to be healthy and happy with myself.
I have decided that I need a new mantra….and it is #everydamnday ! Too bad if I am tired, too bad if I just don’t feel like it. I need to and will take that extra 15, 20 or how many minutes it takes to get those steps in. Yes, I can do this!