Who's got two thumbs and didn't even touch one slice of pizza? THIS GUY!
Adri’s adventure continues… week 6!
When you’re a goal-oriented person who thrives on routine, it’s hard when life – well – is just being life. Things change. No days are ever the same, and you can’t predict how a day will turn out. And as someone who’s pretty impulsive and fun-loving, I can have self-control…but not all the time.
So when a friend came in from out of town, I took her to the best spot I knew – and we tasted everything we wanted to, within some limits. And when I woke up with a stomachache the next day, which lasted for almost five days, that sucked big time. It messed up my workouts, my eating patterns (I could only eat Saltines for dinner one night), and made me feel even more insecure about an upcoming photo-shoot for a local magazine that is now happening *gulp* TONIGHT (Wednesday).
I feel like I’m making better choices, but not perfect choices. But I have to learn to be okay with that progress. Because, I know from my past, that this all-or-nothing attitude isn’t maintainable for me.
Food. Meh. I went out to eat quite a bit last week, either for work or play (see: friends coming in from out of town), but it’s hard to really measure your caloric intake when you’re grubbing gourmet. All those sauces, additives (and whatever else makes it all delicious) becomes overwhelming to track, even if you’re choosing a healthier menu item. A night out for dinner can really upset my routine with food, where I’m used to cooking and prepping simple, whole food meals from home. This week, my goal is to find better ways to order when I’m out, and not be tempted by any super-fancy dishes.
On a brighter note, last night I most literally had a stack of delicious Bertucci’s pizzas and rolls in my face, and I didn’t touch it. Hooray for me! Pizza is my crack.
Workouts. Often, but not to capacity. This was because of my stupid stomach issues – last Friday’s session with Alicia was an absolute laugh, and in a bad way. I could hardly do any of the exercises, and the whining I did this time around was legit, and not just to be funny. Because of the impending photoshoot, I needed to go to the gym or I would have felt like total crap – so I did light, steady-state cardio for as long as I could before I felt like puking.
I’m finally feeling better today, though, and Alicia really kicked up today’s workout, which makes me feel pretty awesome. It means I’m almost back at the point of fitness I was before my knee got all busted. I’m doing burpees again!
Wellness. This week’s sesh with Meg, (which, by the way, I cannot stress enough that everyone needs) got a LOT heavier than expected. Who knew that food and body image negativity could stem from such deep-rooted issues? I’m identifying why I have such poor body image, why I’m so self-critical, why I make myself utterly insane with all the worrying and nitpicking…and how to loosen up on my control issues. Tracking calories and weight is productive for me, but only to a point, because I become obsessive. I tend to be able to only focus on this project, and neglect other important aspects of my life. Again with the all-or-nothing attitude…and I need to chill out a bit.
A somewhat tumultuous week, to say the least, but this one’s looking better. I’m going to forgive myself for not being perfect – and scratch that from being any sort of goal at all.
Leave a comment: What helps you get back on track with a routine when “life” threatens to derail you?
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