I am officially my own worst enemy.
I started this month with a hiss and a roar – yoga sessions at home, with a couple of good walks and resistance workouts thrown in for good measure. I was drinking loads of water and nibbling on carrots and fruit when I was feeling peckish.
Then we were all struck down with a four-day stomach bug, followed almost immediately by a nasty cold I picked up from our friends’ almost-two-year-old son in Auckland. Sick mummy + sick toddler-who-woke-a-lot-in-the-night-because-he-couldn’t-breathe = very sloooooow recovery.
Then the weather played up; there were some less-than-pleasant days where I decided going for a walk or run in “that wind” would be further detrimental to my health, and days when my sinuses were so clogged that attempting even a few yoga poses was out of the question.
And then I lost all motivation. I decided that this month’s challenge was already a failure, so why bother trying to chase after the wagon and haul myself back on??
I’m disappointed that once again, the invisible brick wall I always build between myself and fitness has risen up and prevented me from achieving this month’s goal. I know I shouldn’t berate myself for getting sick and not having the energy to do anything physical, but I also know that I probably held onto that excuse for a few extra days, when I would have actually benefited from some light exercise.
The good news is that today, I’ve managed to catch up to that wagon (swimming lessons with Tiny plus a big walk, plus yoga tonight), and I’m determined that next month, I’ll conquer two challenges instead of just one. I know that I’m only accountable to myself for this, but having written it down, for all-and-sundry (or no one) to read, I feel like I need to make this happen. I need to be able to say, “Yep, I did everything I set out to do on this journey”, otherwise the whole thing will seem pointless.
I thought that my first month‘s challenge – confidence – would be tough, but it turns out that was a piece of cake compared to this!
Oh I hear you my mental motivation to exercise is awesome. I lie in bed at night thinking how great I would feel starting the day with a run….then I wakeup in the morning with no motivation to get out of bed!! Good work on getting back on the wagon!
Good luck getting your invisible brick wall to crumble down. It is tough when we struggle with motivation. Thank goodness a new month starts in a few days! I will be stopping back soon to follow up and read about you accomplishing fitness goals! 🙂
lol makeitgiveit, thats exactly what I do!! small steps tho, it has taken me 3 months to loose 1.5kgs!!! everytime the scales would show a slight drop in the pounds my mind would think it was a great excuse to ‘treat’ myself, and the good old ‘I will just walk for an extra 10mins tomorrow night’ is my best friend HOWEVER! next month is a new month :), thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment 🙂
Sickness is the antithesis to exercise I’m sure of it..exactly the same thing happens to me when I’ve been sick…but don’t beat yourself up too much lovee, just think clean slate and start over, and congratulate yourself for every little success. Good luck xx
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