Update: I'm battling the nastiest summer cold I have ever had in my entire life. Coincidentally, this is also the biggest week in my professional life, and I've been trying to mask said cold for fear of being sent home from work. Ain't no body got time for dat.
The nasty cold feeling began setting in Tuesday afternoon. I decided to take a rest day from the gym. My honey and I celebrated our second anniversary with peanut butter M&M's and popcorn while watching the strangest Tom Hanks film ever made, Cloud Atlas. If you like feeling a little bit lost, this movie is for you. I made it half way through before the NyQuil took me down at 7:30pm (Happy Anniversary honey!).
Wednesday: First thoughts waking up, How will I ever survive this day? The achy sore fever induced feeling, coupled with a raw scratchy throat, would become my personal hell for days. Still, I got dressed, slapped a weak smile on my face, and put in a ten hour day. Coffee works miracles. I still decided to try and work out that afternoon though. Worst idea ever.
I made it through about 30 minutes of my leg routine and had to stop. I don't know if I've ever felt so defeated. I know resting when your body is screaming for a break is intelligent, but the guilt I felt over skipping the gym Tuesday pushed me there Wednesday. I haven't been able to exercise since.
It's very important to note, that when I'm sick, I do not care about what I eat. Not one little bit.
Thursday night we had Chinese for dinner. I had grilled shrimp in veggies with some noodles and rice. Not the worst choice as far as Chinese food goes. I justified this meal to myself as I ate next to nothing all day Thursday. Not a smart choice either.
Why am I telling you this? Because I'm human too. This was my worst eating and exercise week (aside from summer vacation weeks- then I regret nothing) since my whole journey began. I feel miserable this morning. Not only because of the lingering remnants of this nasty stubborn summer cold, but because I haven't exercised, AND I ate trash this week. Eat like trash = feel like trash.
As I'm devouring my Chinese dinner, because I'm starving since I had Quest Bar for Breakfast and a protein shake for lunch, I get to my fortune cookie. I eat it without hesitation. I've always had this thing with fortune cookies. You have to eat the entire cookie BEFORE reading your fortune. I did just that. Dang that was a good fortune cookie. There it was, my daily motivator had found me, when I'd avoided it.
|Touche Fortune Cookie Wisdom, Touche!|
As long as you get back up and try again. That's exactly what I intend to do starting today.
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