I am not a complainer nor have I ever been, but with that said I am human as well. I am working six days a week now, five days during the week and Sundays 12-5. I personally would prefer to always have Sundays off, but right now it is working for me and I will not bitch about it. I am looking at it from a different vantage point. I need to make some money, and I am going in with the attitude of abundance. My workouts will not be compromised because my nights are still free. I am feeling inspired, happy and always ready to conquer all of my goals.
I got out at 5:30 and did not plan my meals or pack food. Work was busy, which is a gift but I hardly ate all day. I am home now, and off to do some running and walking. My dinner if you can call it that consisted of toasted Ezekial bread and a little bit of popcorn. I also drank a protein shake on the way home. I know this is a food fail, lacking in nutrition but hey sometimes it happens. I am aware I need to eat more and plan more.
So off to work out, the breeze should make it all worth it. No rest for the weary, progression is the key. I look forward to this brand new week, my workouts, and all of the abundance it shall bring.
Love and Light
Never Give Up
Good morning and a Happy Monday to all. I am teetering on the brink of chaotic emotions lately. One moment my motivation is so high I could probably levitate, and the next I feel like this process is too slow and I am moving at the speed of a turtle. My ankle is an issue, it has been for weeks and I am trying to not make it worse. This gets me down because I want to be 100% at all times. Now that is a lofty dream to be 100% all of the time. We are human and our bodies sometimes feel discomfort and pain. I am just trying to make it through without any major damage to any of my tendons. I am finally going to buy that ankle brace to give it some extra support, and the new shoes should help.
Tomorrow is weigh in. I am hoping and wishing that I finally hit the ten pound mark. I am so close, nine pounds. This is a slow process but I must not beat myself up, the scale reflects my hard work even if it is slower than I expected. Yesterday my husband James and I were grocery shopping and he was looking at donuts, and it really made me want to just give in. I made it through the sugar temptation and today I can say I did not cave in.
I have a vision, and it is clear most of the time but sometimes when I am tired and fatigued that vision gets cloudy and spotty. I am trying not to lose sight of what I am doing, and each new day is a brand new start. I started off so strong, and I am just trying to keep up with my own pace and not give up on myself. I am counting on me.
Hope you have a wonderful Monday.
Love and Light