Flop

Fell of the wagon and broke my leg and hit my head hard enough I went into a coma.

aka, I stopped.

Last week was nuts, and it's SO hard to find time Monday through Wednesday to exercise. Since I don't do those days (cause there is NO time), I simply skip the rest of the week too. But at least I recognize where the problem is (motivation to finish out the week).

So maybe I need to run Thursday through Sunday and squeeze in where I can on Monday through Wednesday?

That, and my digestive system has been way screwed up - every time I eat I feel sick afterwards, regardless of what I'm eating. Nasty.

Soo....I suck.

Progress, then decline

I felt pretty good toward the end of last week and beginning of this week with jogging - my energy stayed pretty consistent throughout the half hour. So I decided to bump it up a little on Wednesday since I didn't have any time on Tuesday to do anything. This time, I ran 1 minute and walked 1.5 minutes. Not too much of a difference, but I definitely felt it half way through and I REALLY struggled the second half. But I made it! I seriously wanted to just give up right there. But thankfully, since it was so nice, EVERYONE was out doing yard work. If I cut out and gave up, they'd know. They'd just know. So I didn't. I kept going. But my body hated it.

I felt weird all day anyway, and I figured it was because my body was getting used to exercise and since I hadn't, it was letting me know. Regardless, I had odd discomfort in weird places and wasn't comfortable in my body. It's really hard to explain...

Anyway, today, I took Bailey for an hour long walk (though I think it was 1.5 hours cause my watch is off?), and I think I wore her out by the 15 minute mark! Either that or she gave up trying to pull me along. It was a great walk though. I think I enjoy taking the walks more even though they're much longer. It's nice being outdoors and enjoying it instead of concentrating on my runs and walks and keeping going.

Anyway, just writing to say I'm still in this. I've gone one week now, eating healthier and MUCH less and exercising consistently. And I've lost 0 pounds. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. But I WILL keep going. This time is different for some reason, and I'm determined to keep going.