I hate to admit it, but. I said it. The "but" word, the excuse... BUT, after the last week of October working out, I started to get real fatigued and took a week to recover. During that time, I just ate like crap. Week after week I kept putting off my workouts. Those late nights partying, staying up until 3 or 4 in the morning, I thought I could just get up early the next day and have an intense work out without suffering from lack of sleep or recovery. But I thought wrong and it pains me to say that I have failed again.
It's crazy that it's been a few weeks since I last posted. I really didn't know what to say to all of you. How I slacked off and it felt good to eat chinese fried rice every day? How I might have let some of you down who were counting on me? It's a weird feeling. I just want to say, I'm still here trying to make up for some lost time, so don't lose faith in me just yet.
I find myself anxious every time my house is a mess. I can't think, do work, and at times can't sleep when I know my environment is a mess. I know it's easier to clean a messy home than to maintain a clean house. I don't want to blame it all on the mess that led me to my first failed attempt to keep a consistent healthy-style living, but I reallly hate living in a dump.
This last week, I took the time to clean and donate a bunch of my belongings to Goodwill. I never realized how much more junk I owned and junk that was rarely used. It is a relief to get rid of some stuff. I hold such ties to material things, that every once in a while it's good to let go and not look back. This place is looking a lot better.
As you can see, I didn't place any pictures of myself here with the progress. I saw no point if I didn't do anything. I can tell you, I'm at about 153 and not feeling that great. I can feel the effects of eating junk food. I feel less energetic and I feel lazier. My stress level did go up for a while, but that is another topic I want to discuss next time. Whether we know it or not, we encounter stress daily. Some are more pronounce than others, but still affect us the same way.
Until next time... I apologise if this post is lame. I feel a bit embarrassed to even be writing this.. Ciao.
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