A little over a month ago I got a personal trainer. She was great. We worked out 3x a week and I was eating decently healthy. I slept better, I woke up sooner feeling more refreshed, and I had so much more energy.
Personal training ended, and it was time to decide to buy-in for more or try it out on my own. I decided I was going to give it a whirl on my own (and also save money).
We all know what happened next…
I couldn’t help it.
And because of my lack of self-control in the eating department, we then ran in to this…
Yep. Eating all the unhealthy food in sight and lying around doing nothing.
So for the last two weeks, I’ve been eating like crap and not exercising. (Sorry if you read this, Sabrina.)
But isn’t that how it normally goes?
One tries to make a change. Does it for a little bit. Then it fades away.
Or is this just me?
I’m 100% certain this will happen another 8,372x to me over the course of the next year or so. But I’ve made a promise to myself to keep trying.
Your speed doesn’t matter, forward is forward.
I am always looking for ways to be a better me. And eating healthy and exercising are by far two of the most influential things I can do to be a better me.
So, in the end, it’s okay to take a bunch of steps forward and a couple of steps back. We are human. As long as you’re always trying to take steps forward. Even if it’s slow. Even if it means you’re going to take one for the team and eat some cookie dough ice cream. Tomorrow we’ll do better. (Or at least that’s what I tell myself).
Rome was not built-in a day people.
And yes, Laine, now it’s time to go home and throw away the two quarts of ice cream, and the box of Cheez-Its, and the potato chips, and the frozen pizza.
Baby steps… Baby steps…