I planned to do this wonderful Day 50 post where I went on and on about how wonderful my last 50 days have been and how great I feel. But guess what? I had dessert. Not one dessert, but two. On my celebratory day 50, I indulged in an ice cream brownie sundae. Did I enjoy it? Yes. Did I deserve it? Probably. Do I regret it? Every second after I finished the licking the bowl.
It's crazy.
I shouldn't get caught up in two desserts in 50 days. That's NOTHING compared to my old eating habits. It wasn't unusual for me to eat ice cream every night last summer. But, the moment after I finished my dessert I felt all those inadequate feelings flood my mind. Minus the fact that I already clocked 10 miles on my feet or my meals for the last two weeks were perfect. I focused on that stupid ice cream. Why didn't I have the control to not eat it?
Is it the end of the world? Probably not. Will I dwell on it and obsess about it? Not out loud where others can hear, but honestly, probably yes.
My work vacation is over. My drive to continue to improve and see results is greater than ever.
Drive on.
Good news? I clocked over 20 miles last week!
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