Honesty...

Lately I have felt unfocused. It all started with the move. I had to pack and move and do everything that comes along with a move in a short period of time. I did fine at first and fit in a few workouts. Once I moved, I worked out less because I couldn't stand living in boxes. I took about a week off to unpack and get my apartment liveable. What I found was...the less I worked out, the more I ate. I didn't eat anything bad per say, I just ate too much. That started the cycle. The self-esteem lowers which creates self-destruction. Yesterday I ran 5.6 miles and was very proud of myself, and then because I couldn't move afterwards...I sat my happy ass on the couch for 8 hours straight and ate an entire bag of sunchips! No more chips for Lindsey, I can't have them. I had a REAL hotdog w/no bun at Taryn's birthday party...and then I went out to a club on Saturday night and had 2 sugary drinks. I am so pissed at myself...my scale says I'm up 1 pound. GRRR!!!

At the work weigh-in, all my friends kicked my ass and that was a huge wake-up call! It's time to get serious. I took two weeks of semi-slacking..and it has to stop! So today to prove that I'm ready for my new intense schedule, I fit in a run and some weights before dance. Tonight I did:

30 minute run
100 crunches
Chest/Tricep/Bicep weights
2 hours of dance

I'm EXHAUSTED!! I feel great about today. We worked hard at dance and I know that the quick run helped. My eating was awesome and I just have to continue tomorrow. I'm still feeling emotionally fragile but that should fade as long as I keep up the good choices. And I have to remember...my bad isn't as bad as it once was. I haven't eaten anything fried or filled with sugar in over 42 days. I ran 5.6 miles straight without stopping. I can do this. I have to....