Lately, I have been feeling a little out of step. I wasn’t really sure what was going on until I realized a few things. Most mornings I wake and feel like I need to go back to sleep. (When did I stop waking up early and expressing gratitude for each day?) I’ve developed a habit of staying up well past my “bedtime”. (The time that would allow me a full nights sleeping when I get up at 6:00 a.m.) When did I finish that package of Game of Thrones Oreos? When did I stop moving? My activity level has dropped to the point that my Fitbit is probably planning an intervention. (In the not so distant past, hitting 10,000 steps was a light day.) When did I start wearing stretchy pants? And I can’t remember the last time I stepped on a scale. (Geez..)
How did I let this happen??
It does no good to ask why, but to be clear, the best answer is I stopped paying attention to myself. Granted there have been a lot of changes in my life over the last 2 years, but that’s not an excuse.
I deserve better than that.
This revelation has been an eye-opening experience. One thing I know for sure, if I don’t take care of myself, how can I give my best to others? To work? To my family? The answer is I can’t.
Time to dust off the treadmill, crank up Myfitnesspal and pay attention to what I put in my damn mouth…. All things that work for me.
My friends know I’ve always said I’m a work in progress, but at this point in my life I’m determined to complete this project and move to the maintenance stage.