Beach Body

I have a body and I took it to the beach! haha

Yeah, I had a little stay-cation followed by a weekend get-away to the Alabama coast. It was a great time. I wore a swimsuit in public for the first time since I was 16. Flashed some major cleavage but covered my jiggly thighs in capris length swim pants. haha

I also enjoyed some seafood, a hamburger, some chocolate, full breakfasts at the hotel, a latte, a couple of cokes, and I don't regret a single bit of any of it. It was fun. And it was GREAT for my mental health.

I haven't stepped on the scale since I got back because it wouldn't read accurately anyway due to mother-stinkin-nature and her gift of extra water. I'll assess the damage sometime next week. I've been eating smart since I got back and drinking plenty of water so I honestly don't think 3 days of "vacation" eating will set me back in any real sense. I do need to ease up on the amount of coffee I've been consuming...2-3 cups per day. Up to 4 while I was home on stay-cation. Which isn't BAD (no food/beverage is good or bad) but it's just some added sugar I need to live without.

I AM having to re-train my body to walk for fitness again, though. I pretty much quit seriously walking for about a month...maybe two months. I ventured out yesterday afternoon and barely made half my old route before tiring out. So yeah, I've got to get back to it. It's haaaaaaaard, to do once you get out of the habit, not gonna lie. And I don't know if walking even makes a huge difference physically, but I know I felt mentally/emotionally clearer when I was sneaking out to walk by myself in the afternoons. It gave me time to clear my mind, to breathe fresh air, and take a moment where I didn't have to make decisions or listen to other's venting, or care about what all I needed to be doing. All I had to worry about was dodging students who walk while texting. haha

I also got out of my weight training routine. That one makes me mad at myself, though, because I was doing so well. I could feel some tone beneath some of the fat and now I have to start over.

All this is just a reminder to me of how EASY it is to let new habits slide back into old habits. I can almost see some old eating habits popping back up, as well. But I realize I will always be a work in progress. I can't stay mad at myself. I just have to step back, take a deep breath, assess where I'm at and where I need to be and just DO IT. I will never be "cured" of my old self. That just isn't even a thing. I just have to keep reminding myself of that and keep working toward a healthier, more balanced way of thinking.

The one thing I must refuse to ever do is give up.