My will is stronger than my long lost bad habits!
Where did the last week or so go?
Yes, I’ve been playing hooky from the blog. I had three of my very best friends visiting over the weekend so I put everything else on hold. And I mean everything…the gym, my good eating habits, saying “no” to desserts, having common sense when it comes to cocktails, and checking emails and responding to text messages (sorry friends).
Needless to say it was tough getting back on track yesterday after five days of fun and frolicking with my pals. I had originally set out to get back on track Monday, but another friend was in town so I spent the day drinking beer… Yes, I said beer! I had at least five or six and believe me that’s a lot of beer for me.
I met a few friends (one of my pals who I hung out with over the weekend who’s original premise for her visit to Vegas was for a conference) and a few other old friends (also in town for the conference that I knew from my hotel career days) for breakfast.
My plan? Breakfast and say adieu, head to the gym (gym bag was packed and in the trunk ready to go), and back to life as normal. But it didn’t take much arm twisting to get me to hang out all day and crash one of the local resort pools where we lounged around enjoying a snack, beer, and a little sun (taking my four day bender up to five days). We finished off the afternoon with a quick stop in the casino where I ended up $45 dollars after just a few minutes playing roulette and black jack. Life is good!
Although getting back to the gym on Tuesday morning wasn’t easy…it wasn’t as difficult as I expected it to be. The nine and a half hours sleep on Monday night probably helped. I didn’t push myself too hard and I got in a good 45 minutes of cardio. It felt good to get the blood flowing. I made sure I got my nutrition back on track too. I finished the day off (back on the wagon) with a my personal trainer (Chris) and all seemed to be status quo or close.
I even survived the “dramatic conclusion” (as Chris likes to call it) which included a squat thrust, four push ups, followed by a jump (to the standing position) and an assisted pull up. Three sets of 10. Yes…a very dramatic conclusion and I made it through.
I suppose the lesson in all of this is that it’s important to enjoy life and it’s even okay to take a mini-break from all that clean living as long as you find your way back. I did have the thought (on the way to the gym yesterday morning) that it would be easy to skip the gym for several more days and have it snowball into a several weeks or even a month slump. The thought scared me.
I wasn’t craving the gym yesterday like I normally do (when I’m going everyday). It was a strange feeling…to not have the desire…but I had the will and that’s all that mattered.
“will” defined: used to express determination, insistence, persistence, or willfulness <I have made up my mind to go and go I will>
Now that I’m back on the fitbattle wagon I am committed and I won’t miss a beat…well at least not until the next “girl’s weekend”.