I have a confession to make, I’ve been skipping my morning gym time. Now I’ve been substituting it with a modified weight routine at home and have kept up my evening exercise classes. It’s been over two months since I haven’t gotten at least 10,000 steps in a day.
But I give myself an inch and I start craving pizza every day. Uff da.
Now, this might be a sign that my morning gym time was aggressive, especially given that a few days a week I’d end up bookending my workday with time at LA Fitness. But though I can do a lot with my sole 15-pound free weight and a yoga mat, I know I’m phoning it in more than I should. And it’s giving me permission to skip other things … I didn’t go to my boot camp conditioning class this morning, one of my favorites, because I was a little too slow to get out of bed. I decided it wasn’t worth being two minutes late and crawled back into bed. It was also raining?. Yeah, I know. Weak excuses.
I’m writing this after I ordered breadsticks for myself for dinner and am thinking about opening a bottle of wine. Some throwback habits right there. They are not a response to a sadness (as a breadstick/wine night would certainly indicate in the past), but I will admit I’m seeking some comfort food. It’s been storming outside most of the day. I spent the morning reading in bed and the early afternoon watching Avengers. I attempted to wake myself up with some Taylor Swift playing while I tidied the apartment and worked on transferring my writing from google docs to Scrivener.
I did an exercise routine in front of my movie and had a healthy lunch, but damn if I don’t want some garlic and ranch. I gave in.
Look, days like this are fine. I have no intention of living a perfectly healthy lifestyle. But I’m trying to note the frequency of backslides. It’s more important what I do every day than what I do once and a while. As long as this is once in a while, I’m all good.
Exercise is a keystone habit and sliding too much on my routine is rippling through the rest of my life. Maybe I don’t need to go to the gym twice a day. But I need to decide on a routine and stick to it – right now I feel like I’m cheating. I hate cheating.
I do better with making a plan and following it, even if the plan is an unhealthy day. I’ll plan for a healthier week ahead and commit to a new strength-training routine that works for me right now.
With Love,
Natalie