I could eat breakfast every meal every day, in fact I have had breakfast 19 meals in a row before. Between eggs, oatmeal, pancakes, fruits, cereal, and ham I can devour a “breakfast” any time of day.
This is only day 2 of my latest journey back to my fitness but I feel upbeat. Gaining control over one’s diet is the most difficult thing in obtaining a desired body. It’s all too easy to reach for the things that provide immediate gratification.
I weighed myself this morning and I am exactly where I expected to be, so my body awareness still seems to be pretty accurate; which is good. I may not be satisfied with where I am but having awareness over myself and my abilities is critical to prevent injury, sickness, and ultimately failure. My body hasn’t been out of shape that long relatively speaking so I believe the neurological pathways still exist to retrain and rebuild new muscle; shredding the fat that has become of the old muscle tissue.
Yesterday I under-ate by a couple hundred calories. Not because I wanted to but because I simply didn’t feel the need to. Since I’ve been here before I expected the uncontrolled cravings today as a result. This is helping me increase my fluids because I have a tenancy toward chronic dehydration. To fight the cravings I’ve actually starting to get the fluids my body needs.
goal PLAN for this week is to gradually tame my diet and begin my routine. I have designed an equestrian’s fitness program and I begin tomorrow. In addition I am actually going to ride my horse more and get back to my yoga and pilates.
Fighting the Fat Kid Within began while I was in the best shape of my life. As thin and fit as I might get I am always going to have a fat kid in my head that wants sweets. Thing is, it is SO much easier to talk about wanting junk food when you’re at your best. The past 2-3 years I have lacked the courage to continue writing as I slumped into yet another low. So it would seem that this Fat Kid Within has reared her ugly head again and taken over, right? Well the beautiful thing is that we can always turn it around.
Three years ago we suffered a shocking loss of a family member. In the months to follow we had legal/family drama to deal with and fitness took the back burner. As we began to return to our routine I decided on a career change and I also welcomed a gorgeous off track thoroughbred into my life. He is my first horse after 26 years of being in love with horses. Then it all unraveled.
My new job? I was a city carrier assistant with the United States Postal Service. I was given ZERO benefits and I was expected to basically be available 24/7 to these people. I had to cover days off, sick days, vacations. At one point I worked 27 days straight sometimes up to 12 hours a day. All while getting no time off of my own, no 401k, no health benefits. I just lost an uncle and I was approached with “We need you to understand that uncles are not acknowledged so no matter what you need to be at work.” As a CCA I didn’t get bereavement anyway but it was astounding how truly heartless management was. Nobody can truly understand the pressures of being a mailperson until they actually do it, and I wouldn’t wish it on anyone. Management plays head games and in some offices are straight up abusive. I was exhausted working so many days in a row in all weather that I just gave up my diet and exercise altogether.
My new horse? Sure he was free but any good horseman knows getting the horse is the cheapest part of horse ownership. Within 3 days of Blade being home he had an abscess on his hoof. He was underweight, had a colic episode in the first 2 months, and he had ulcers. BAD ulcers. In addition to my new job I was putting my horse before myself. I put weight on him and did extensive research to optimize his nutrition. Within 3 months he was looking amazing. We moved farms and in January the next year he fell on ice and was stall-bound for 2-3 months healing.Since we got him back to health I’ve been working with my trainer. The work has been paying off.
For almost 2 years I’ve neglected myself. Other people, animals, and things have come first and I lost my will to fight the fat kid. As I fell farther off board I became depressed and I simply gave up.
I just left my postal service job; accepting a job with benefits and days off. I am looking forward to it and have a few weeks before I start. I will have a regular schedule and my horse is no longer in need of intense attention. I am finally feeling the wind back in my sails. It will be another long journey but I’m ready.
Are you ready?
I like to think that I have fairly good intuition. Before Zumba blew up the gym class scene it began as a simple VHS tape in the 90’s created by Alberto “Beto” Perez. The VHS consisted of more traditional music and basic steps from a variety of latino dance styles. That’s when I got hooked to it until it exploded into a craze and forgot its roots. Similarly, when I purchase a new CD I typically hear my favorite songs aired on the radio within two months. There have been several instances over the years where I saw a particular product pr program and within a year it was mainstream. I’m never the first to get to it but it’s neat to see things I’m interested in develop over time. I imagine and hope that Krav Maga will become more popular among the right crowd. Continue reading
As humans with lives and careers we can only expect to have things happen that get out routines out of whack. I am going through this very thing at the moment and finally starting to turn it into a routine.
I’ve recently adopted a horse, left my job and started with a new career focus, lost my grandfather, and picked up more clients (fitness coaching). More details to come as I am beginning back to my writings.
What are some of the things that have gotten you out of your routine? What did you do to get around it? Comment below or message me for discussion on how we can improve future routines!
Since when did we have to choose to be EITHER a beast OR a beauty? A powerful and fierce individual can also be beautiful, stunning, GORGEOUS.
Be SMART, be BEAUTIFUL, be a BEAST!
What are a few powerful adjectives that you aspire to?
How about some hump day motivation? All too often we allow the people in our lives who mean the most to us talk us into failing. The truth is that people, whether consciously or not, don’t want to see you succeed. They may fear losing you or they don’t want to feel inferior; people just don’t like change. I have allowed myself to fail several times from this. The key is to push through and never give it until you reach THAT goal. People are trying to feed you food you shouldn’t eat? People are telling you “you’re fine the way you are.” Let all of that fade to black and white as you persist to achieve what you really want from life. It doesn’t have to be all about diet and exercise; it can be about career goals, hobbies, etc. Be yourself and you will find people who love you for it.