I worked out with my sister yesterday as planned - though a few modifications due to FOG and timing, and bodily issues... The ride was 15 miles instead of twenty b/c we had to leave later due to the fog - we couldn't see and I had to be back home in time to get my little one to a birthday party. We ran about 2 miles, but were forced to cut it short for bathroom purposes. In all, it was successful b/c I did something. Hopefully it will be the start back into purposeful exercise.
I came home, went to the birthday party and mowed the lawn. In the afternoon, we had a car wash to keep the kids busy and then I took them to the lake with my neighbor for one last hurrah. I picked up pizza for dinner and I ate too much. I have no idea why - I was not stressed, my daughter was having a good day, I honestly don't know what possessed me, other than it tasted really good. Today we are going to the water park and I am sure to eat some junk (because choices are few) but this has to be it. I am done with eating crap. I need to get a handle on my diet again; write things down, plan meals. I keep holding out for school starting - like it's the magic bullet for getting my act together.
My sister wants me to sign up for the Title Nine triathlon September 7. I know she doesn't want to go it alone. Part of me says, JUST DO IT; while the other part of me knows how hilly the course is and how cold the water gets in September and says "You enjoy, I'll cheer". I told her I was still undecided -- it's all women; I don't have anything to prove. I have not trained and this is clear. I would be relying solely on "muscle memory" to get me through.... What to do, what to do....
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