Not going to lie, I am feeling like a bit of a fraud these days. Not only to myself, but whomever actually reads these posts. The past 2 weeks have been so far removed from being “Fit”, it isn’t even funny.
The gym and I have been complete and utter strangers. It’s like we have never met or we’ve had a bad break up. We don’t see each other at all anymore it seems. And I almost feel like I was the one who got dumped, because I have no idea why we aren’t seeing each other.
Maybe it’s the change in the weather or life has been just a bit more busy than usual, but my motivation to get to the gym is gone. My motivation to do anything is gone. I think the fact it get dark so much earlier now makes me just want to hibernate. With it Daylight Savings time this weekend and the clocks going back isn’t going to help either.
All the things I have been telling myself and you that I would keep doing no matter what, have gone out the window. I used to be almost obsessed with getting my 10k steps in each day. Realistically, I don’t think I have gotten the full 10k steps done in the past 2 weeks. One day I didn’t even bother to even wear my Fitbit.
I stepped on the scale this morning and it hasn’t moved. No loss, no gain. So in retrospect, this is a good thing. I was not expecting good things to come from me stepping on that scale. Any sort of gain would have probably made things even worse. My only saving grace these past few weeks is I have been sticking to my #FitMamaPlanner. The past 2 Sunday nights, I have sat down and planned out my whole week’s worth of meals. It helped a lot with my grocery shopping. I didn’t buy things I didn’t need. Although most importantly, I think most nights when my motivation was at it’s lowest point, it gave me the guidance to cook what I had planned and not hit the drive thru.
So what does this actually mean? Why I am I even bothering to write this down? I told myself that if I was going to write a “Fitness Friday” segment, I was going to keep myself accountable to myself and to whomever is reading this. I am feeling like a fraud and I don’t want to. I don’t want to write some sort of garbage to make it look like I am this wonderful Mom who is keeping fit ALL the time, keeping on track and not having a bad time. Let’s get real, I am having a bad time.
BUT, this morning when I stepped on that scale, it gave me a bit of a wake up call. I hadn’t fallen too far off that wagon. It was still in sight. And although I have been feeling sluggish and my body has been reminding me that I am not treating it well, I can recover from this set back. I can do this. Never give up!
So to everyone reading this rambling, first off thanks for listening. I guess it’s ok to fail once in a while. Recognizing the issues and doing something about it is the key. So time to rekindle the romance with the gym and feeling better about this journey.