13.01.17
8:47am : I've completed my morning run, drank my coffee and eaten my oats - ready for the day ahead! If you're wondering, this burst of motivation is the result of the missed post you may or may not have noticed. Socially pressuring myself might actually be working. It was starting to get shameful, the lack of self-control I've been facing. I sat down yesterday to write about the day before - but I couldn't remember a thing that I ate except for the last scoop of ice cream (according to my granny, two scoops) out of the tub. I remembered my granny looking up at me, and I couldn't quite tell if her eyes were judgmental, or full of pure amusement. "I just love you" she chuckled. "Whaaaat???" I shrugged defensively, "they picked Miss World already." I repeated her catch phrase back to her as I continued to indulge. They may have picked Miss World already, but Harts Carnival 2k17 is around the corner, so my argument was certainly invalid. With that being my only solid memory for the day, I brushed it off and said, "Okay, well let's start fresh and I'll write about today instead." Well today (aka yesterday) ended with fries, mozzarella sticks, fried calamari and two bottles of wine between three girls. Yikes, I know. In a recent conversation I had with my aunt on the subject of delicious food and lack of self-control, she commented, "Life is just too short." (An excuse, I'm sure that we are all guilty of using as we shovel food into our mouths). Pausing for a moment she then added, "But I would also like to continue living." I never actually stopped to think about it this way; she was so right. Life may be short, but unless we take care of our bodies, we could make it even shorter. I love it when the great people around me unintentionally open my eyes and inspire me to be better. Honestly, throughout the last two days, my saving grace has been the "FitBit Step Challenge" that I was doing with a friend. My competitive side refused to let her win, so after returning home from drinks at 10pm last night, I noted that she was 4,000+ steps ahead of me. Without hesitation, I ran upstairs, changed into my gym clothes and proceded to run up and down my street until I was in the lead. "Be a human for once!! Who does that?" she texted me. It was in that moment that I remembered how much better it felt to feel fit rather than full. When this friend of mine and I lived in the same country, we would often go for jogs and I would always t̶r̶i̶c̶k̶ encourage her to run further than she thought she could, but recently, I seemed to be sedentary unless trying to beat her step count. Without even knowing it, she reminded me of a side of me that I might have momentarily forgotten. The self motivated side of me that could wake up at 5am to go to the gym without needing to be motivated by anyone else. I missed that person. Between my aunt, this challenge, and an article that was sent to me by another dear friend, I feel confident that I CAN in fact make a positive change from here on out. The article sent to me was in response to these recent blog posts, and it raised a point that I truly think that you may value! "Every time you want to tell yourself that you 'CAN'T' do something, change it to 'WON'T' and see how that affects your decisions." Rather than- "I can't be healthy... I can't exercise today... I can't say no to Hawaiian, stuffed crust pizza with a side of cheesy breadsticks." Try - "I won't be healthy... I won't exercise today... I won't say no to Hawaiian, stuffed crust pizza with a side of cheesy breadsticks." Changes things up, huh? I certainly thought so! It may only be 9:30am right now, but I'm pretty confident that you will be hearing good news from me in the next post :) . If not... I may actually be a lost cause, or need an intervention - SO BE ON STAND BY FRIENDS !! Tune in next time to find out how it progressed ;)
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