Do what makes you feel good.
Simple enough. For me that means lots of exercise, healthy meals with normal portion sizes, and plenty of H20. So why I would do anything to the contrary when I know it is going to leave me feeling less than my best is something I have yet to understand. But I am trying.
No one is perfect and I think talking (or writing in the case) about my struggles is a helpful coping mechanism. For some, these types of posts may seem monotonous, but life is nothing if not a series of struggles and I am still figuring out how to deal with the cards I am dealt. So I am sorry if you feel like you have read this same thing over and over again.
(Sunday Brunch: 1 slice Ezekiel bread with butter and jelly, sauteed spinach in olive oil and onion, 1 egg + 2 egg whites with onion and broccoli.)
I had an indulgent weekend, but that is not what has me really shaken up. It is more the fact that when certain areas of my life were not going according to plan I turned to food for comfort. That scares me more than anything. It is not normal, it is not logical, and yet I do it time and time again.
One of these days a breaking point will come. When I say no more and enough is enough. I’m not sure if I have reached that point yet, but I woke up with a bit more resolve this morning (cough, afternoon, cough) to do what makes me feel good.
(Post-workout snack: 1/2 cup greek yogurt, 1/2 banana. baby peach, chia seeds, and 3 tbsp granola)
After a weekend away from exercise I knew that my first workout back was not going to be pretty. But I had to go for it, no matter how ugly, sweaty, and difficult it would be. I love that feeling you get once you finish something you really did not want to do. Although it was uncomfortable, I still managed to run 4.6 miles worth of intervals.
From there, I headed home to stretch, foam roll, and make a fabulous dinner.
(Dinner: Quinoa with feta cheese, teriyaki tofu, roasted broccoli and onion with nutritional yeast, and a fresh tomato)
I finished the day downtown with some friends to watch the fireworks over the Arkansas River and called it an early night. Overall I felt good about my eating choices yesterday. I tracked everything I ate and I intend to do that again today, no matter how much of a pain in the butt it is. That is what helps me feel in control, so it is a necessary step if I want to feel better. I just need to remember to make choices that make me feel good. It’s simple enough.
Question: How do you best reset after an indulgent weekend?