Easter is over and if I look at another chocolate anything, I am going to die. I think it's safe to say that my virus is entirely dead and I am ready to get back into a routine.
It's amazing how quickly your body goes down hill when you stop exercising. Mind you, I was sick for the most part of my break, but still. I am a bit more flabby than before, my clothes aren't fitting the same, and my joints are feeling a wee bit, elderly. Y-U-C-K!!
Last year I got very close to a shape I wanted. I was happy to be where I was, but I needed to do better. My initial thoughts were accurate. Although I was happy where I was health and shape wise, I was too close to being where I wouldn't want to be. Some setbacks, a couple of virus' and I find myself in a dark place again. Don't get me wrong, the same clothes still fit,they just feel and fit....differently.
So here I am on the eve of getting back on the wagon. I pray that this isn't the same, old, stupid cycle so many find themselves in where you end up blogging the same feelings in a few weeks. I have faith and I am ticked. (Never underestimate the power of being ticked) It can be a strong motivator and if harnessed properly, it's enough to get you out of a rut.