Here I am, 6 months into my lifestyle change, you think I'd be pro and have it all figured out my now, wouldn't you?
I'm not "fixed", I still fight each and every day. I have had a lot of winning days, days I am proud of. I can balance my calories and meet all my macro-nutrient goals (Less Carbs, More Protein, Less fat, More Fiber, Less Sodium), I can run 10 entire kilometers, I can lift heavy weights, I can do a lot of things I never before thought possible.
Today was not one of those days. Today was a test, and I failed... BIG time!
I woke up this morning at 4am because of crazy ass winds! Seriously, it was the biggest, roughest storm I can remember!
Our power was out from 7:45am until 8:15pm. I had breakfast at home, but I didn't have my usual groceries, and no access to the other foods I have that require power to make them.
We ended up spending the day driving around taking pics of the aftermath, and then the sun came out so we went for a long walk to check things out a little closer.
We ended up eating out the rest of the day. I should have made good choices. I should have kept my head in the game. I didn't.
Today I gave in to anxiety, I gave it to urges and I gave in to rebellion.
We had fast food for lunch, and restaurant take-out for dinner, WITH a side of donuts.
So, today was a BIG reminder of how far I have to go. It was a reminder that no matter how far I have come, I need to keep fighting. Keep getting back up, and keep kicking ass.
Here are some pics of the storm aftermath!