Not going to lie to you…I haven’t been in the greatest of places mentally today. We went to a restaurant to celebrate fat tuesday last night, and being that I never indulge in sugar-y alcoholic drinks, and seldom alcohol for that matter…I decided to get a Hurricane. When its Mardi Gras and you want to get in the spirit, it’s what you do. I handed the waiter my ID and…she refused to believe that it was me.
OK…My picture was taken nearly 2 years ago-prior to losing 40 pounds-, when I had bleach blonde hair and was TAAAAN. Does my picture look like the current version of myself? Heck no. Not even close. Should I have taken it as a compliment? Yes. It’s great that I no longer look anything like that picture. 40 pounds is a ton of weight, people. But…for some reason…it really brought me down. In the midst of trying to explain to her that I had lost all this weight and changed my hair, I relived the entire process of getting to where I am, and got very overwhelmed. Did I have a great time? Hell yes! The music was amazing, the vibe was spectacular, and the company was the best. But I couldn’t (and still can’t) shake this weird feeling off.
When I woke up this morning, I didn’t want to do anything. I’ve been cooped up inside my house (the weathers been bad, most businesses have been closed the last few days thus… no work and too much time to think), and took a long walk down memory lane before falling asleep, thanks to the waiter. Did I emotionally feel up to the task of crushing a workout? Nope. But guess what? I did it anyway. I killed my workout (and my legs-they’re now jello) and felt AMAZING about myself and life in general after.
Now…Am i the walking, breathing, real-life model of positivity in this exact moment? No. But did my workout bring me out of the slump I was in, even for a brief moment today? Yes, yes, YES. You always hear that you’ll regret every workout, and everything, you don’t do. And guess what? It’s true. I could’ve moped around all day, trying to understand why I was so affected by this lady refusing to accept my ID as me, running back and forth down memory lane, and trying to gauge my progress. But instead, I kicked my workout’s ass, and I feel great about it. All in all, whenever your mood has you down and feeling like hiding away from the world, hiit it out. You don’t even have to go to the gym to get a killer workout in (I know, sometimes the thought of being surrounded by people isn’t exactly how I’d like to spend my day). Just search some workouts from fitnessblender.com and get that workout in! Get smiling! A brighter today starts with getting up, getting out and moving!
OH, and this is the beautiful breakfast I had made myself for the week. Egg, chicken sausage, spinach and tomatoes. SO YUM. If you want the exact recipe (though it’s pretty much that), feel free to ask!
I hope everyone out there has had a beautiful Wednesday!