I’m feeling slightly confessional here today. It’s three weeks since I last blogged – and I promised myself I’d do it at least weekly.
But I’ve had a lot of work on and I was under the weather – the usual things that can skupper the best laid plans. And when life gets a little bit out of control in one area it tends to have a knock on effect in all the other areas too.
Take my food. Normally I sit down on a Tuesday night and plan out all the meals that we are going to eat for the next seven days. Then I check what we’ve got in stock and make a list of what we need and order it from Sainsburys.
Well I did most of that but, because I was busy, instead of checking to see what was in the cupboard – I guessed. Which meant that I didn’t have all the ingredients to cook the food that I planned.
Then I wasn’t feeling well and all I wanted to eat was toast and Weetabix anyway. Which is fine very occasionally but if I eat too much wheat it makes me feel tired.
Add into that a six hour powercut one day and we were all off to the café for scones followed by dinner in the pub.
Let’s face it none of us live perfect lives and there’s always something to juggle or obstacles to navigate.
And that’s the important thing to remember. We shouldn’t be beating ourselves up when things don’t go perfectly. We should just aim to do the best we can given the circumstances.
So instead I want to think about what went right last week:
I got up early and exercised before the children were up on four mornings.
I got all my work done in time.
I made myself go back to bed for rest when I wasn’t feeling well (something I find hard to do as there is always something else that I should be doing).
I dragged myself out with the children for a lovely walk across the common when the sun was actually shining – that’s the picture above and I was so glad I’d made the effort.
I cooked five pretty healthy meals for us all and ate plenty of fruit and vegetables.
I did more press-ups than I’ve ever done before.
I’m feeling much better today. Deadlines have passed and my headachey coldy thing has gone. I’m tired but I’m quietly plodding away and feel like I’m slotting back into my routine of healthy clean food and drinking lots of water.
It’s also the final week in Phase 1 of The Fat Burn Revolution and I want to give it an extra push this week before I start Phase 2.
I don’t feel like I’ve achieved quite what I wanted to in this phase because I wasn’t able to push myself last week as much as I would have liked.
But I’m fine with that.
I’m taking the long term view. As someone once said, maybe about life or happiness but for me today it’s about healthy living: it’s a journey, not a destination. And I for one am enjoying the ride.