It's been awhile

Weight: I don't want to talk about it.
Training: Ran 1.3 miles in 15 minutes, average pace = 5.0 MPH
Race Countdown: 41 days
 
I fell off the wagon again. Honestly, after my big "Game On!" pledge at the beginning of May, it fell to the wayside. Why? More stress. Not enough time in the day to do what I wanted to do. No car until the END of May. It was a hot mess- and my body was worn out. I put on about 11 lbs of what I previously lost and lost most of my motivation. I even went back to my trainer and set up a workout plan-- but it took me until about 2 weeks ago to put it to good use.

Again, all excuses.

I "hit bottom" when I went to the doctor last week for my allergies. This doctor (or PA, whatever) is amazing. She's the one who got me running the Muddy Buddy last year and is an extremely encouraging woman. I'm so glad I found her. Anyway, when I went to the doctor, I had to stand on the scale. There were the numbers I didn't want to see. I was ok, then my doctor walked in. She looked at my chart and said, "Oh hon, what happened?" and I nearly cried. I told her how the last 6 weeks of my life were so extraordinary stressful, and how I knew working out/eating better would help my mood, but all I wanted to do was hole up in my house (or at a friend's house) and eat Sugar Shack. She talked me down and made me look at my chart over the last 2 years. My weight has consistently gone down- until this visit. This was the first time in 2 years I gained between appointments. And I was pissed. Here's this woman who is pushing me to do wonderful things, who is proud of me, and I felt like I was letting her down. My doctor. How weird is that?

Thankfully, I have a good support system that I can lean on when needed (like now). 2 more of my friends signed up for the Warrior Dash, and now that there's a group of us, I refuse to be the weakest link. I wrote a countdown on my desk calendar to the race, and scheduled workout appointments for myself through the race date. I'm refocused on my healthy foods- the roommate has helped keep me in check with that one.

I have the support- I just have to be ok asking for the help.

So, if you see me, ask me about my last workout. Or what I had for breakfast/lunch. Keep me accountable. And, if you see me at Sugar Shack, ask how I'm budgeting it into my training plan.