Week 9 down, 8 to go...as the numbers flipped so have I slipped....

Last blog was week 8 with 9 to go, this week its week 9 with 8 to go. There is now more time behind me than in front of me.  Its both a little scary as well as a little exciting. 

I dont know whats gone on these past 2 weeks, but this week really took a downward turn.  It was a short week  at school 2 weeks ago for my children, and early out this whole week, with all of next week off.  Last week Bo had to reschedule one  session and this week I needed to reschedule. Next week I will miss both sessions because we are going out of town.  These changes in my routine or my expected plans for the day have really thrown me for a loop!  I adapt to changes fairly well so Im not sure what has caused this "stinky thinking" that has paved the way for me to slip.  Seems almost--no it doesn't seem-- it is self sabotage.  The nearer I get to my goal the weaker I become in my focus. I really hope Bo doesn't read this because if he does I have no doubt that he will compensate for my perceived weakness in my training program! --  It starts so innocently, I say Im going to work out right after I drop the kids off, but then something interferes.  Work, or a task of some sort etc. Then I say I will do  it before I pick the kids up, but then I'm engrossed in completing whatever task I felt was more important than my work out. So then I say I will do it after their home-right. There is basically no me time after their home! -  Why cant I put my health first? Why cant I make myself a priority? Its not that I can't, it's simply that I don't. Or I didn't, but now I will!--Yesterday and all day today I was looking forward to working out. I was actually craving a good workout. And time just kept on slipping away from me.  And the food, oh my the food.  Not entirely bad, but again I was off way off! A celebration drink here and a celebration cupcake there what will the celebration days ahead of me involve?! 

The big picture of this process is a life change and a life change can't happen in its entirety without involving the whole family.  My son often joins me at the gym I asked him if he wanted to join me working out while we are on holiday, I said I wanted to run at least 2 miles a day, my son looked surprised and said he didn't think I could run 2 miles! I said nothing because my ability to run more than 2 miles is a task I do for me, not him.  What others think of me really isn't any of my business.  My son and I are going to do our mile long competition, I have yet to win it! --and we both will weigh in, literally, before we leave this week.  

When life seems upside down do your best to turn it around!  I am striving towards clean eating, consistent exercise and continued weight loss. With this being the holiday season and all, I will miss several sessions with Bo in December as well. Bo's solution to our missed sessions is to make them up by training 3 days a week, now that is a scary, scary thought! --