The end of week 2 is here with week 3 right around the corner. This has been a rough weekend to get any workouts done. The Christmas holiday always seems to get the best of me, and not in a good way. Being down two managers at work for a couple of unfortunate unforeseen circumstances, it really put the crunch on the rest of us. It was rough closing the store as the lone manager and a few of the booksellers felt my pain. So when I got home, I was just mentally exhausted and did not feel like doing anything. The plus side, like I said in an earlier post, I did get in a double workout on Christmas morning. This was good because I did not do anything the rest of the weekend.
I will not be able to weigh myself this coming Monday as I had hoped to. I will be working that morning and unable to get away. So to give myself a few extra days to lose some of this holiday weight, I will be going the following Monday. Hopefully I will have lost more than just six pounds.
I look back over these past couple of days and reflect on my eating habits and how that made me feel. With all the eating and festivities, I was not going to fight it anymore and just enjoy myself, but NOT over indulge. I let myself eat too much and I was paying for it in the evening. I know this feeling all too well. I'm actually feeling it right now. I went to my parents' house tonight after work for dinner and helped myself to one too many spoonfuls of my mom's great home cooking.
But everything is going to be ok. All this was expected. I knew I was going to eat and I knew I was going to enjoy it. What happens next is how I perform over the next few weeks. It's weird for me, but I actually have this urge and wanting to exercise. I know it's hard work but I remember how it made me feel afterwards. When I am done and I look in the mirror and I see the sweat all over my shirt, front and back, I know it was a good workout. I look at it and say, "You're one step closer to your goal." I want that feeling to keep coming more often.
I am really tired of being overweight and I am going to fix it. Pretty soon I will be getting new running shoes. I will be getting my bike all cleaned up so I can get out on the road. I'm trying new things to keep the motivation going. I've added the punching bag to my workouts. A close friend invited me to join her for ballroom dancing lessons. We will be going in a couple of weeks. I want to start walking around the neighborhood or at the local high school track. I want to take walks downtown along Shoreline Drive. I want to get out there and start living.
That is why I am doing all this. I don't see this as a second chance at life. I never really had "a life." This is a new beginning for me. This new year is seriously going to be my year, my year of changes. As far as my professional aspirations go, I have declared to myself and a few others that this is to be my last holiday season in retail. I will be focussing on my animation and working on getting my demoreel out there for all to see. You can follow my progress with that on my other blog: My So-called Animated Life.
