The good news is … I lost seven pounds in two weeks so could there be bad news?
Actually, yes. The bad news is that I lost it because I was so sick that I ate very little in those days and despite my best intentions, probably didn’t drink enough fluids either. I am certain that as the germs leave my body, my appetite will return and so will the disappearing pounds.
Sure, losing weight without trying sounds great but at what price? I’d rather take a killer workout class three days a week than be in such misery. The amount of medicine entering my body and the lack of food that is fueling it are not a good recipe for a healthy body. That is the truth. I am still recovering and even down seven pounds, I do not feel good.
If I was reporting this weight loss after increasing my exercise and eating right, I would be jumping for joy. Instead, I am trying to rest and heal my body so I will be well enough to get back to my workout routine. It seems like this always happens. I was on a good run. I was on the third week of accomplishing my goal of three weekly workouts. But I pushed myself during the bustle of the season when my body urged me to rest, and I paid for it. For now, I am thankful to be on the road to recovery but also dreading going back to the gym. Starting over will be hard.
I think the best exercise someone can do it when they find something that they like. I have a friend who is a runner. She is dedicated and committed to the goals she sets and she tells me that when she runs, it clears her head and allows her to be better prepared to handle daily stresses. I wish it were like that for me. I do not like to work out. I can think of ten things immediately that I would rather do than go to the gym. But it is the feeling that I get after my workout is completed that keeps me coming back for more. When I have finished at the gym, I feel accomplished and energized. I like when my legs are tired and my muscles have a slight ache. It reminds me that they are working like they are supposed to and that I am keeping them strong.
This is the time of the year when many people are conscious about indulging but struggle with their willpower. I am no exception. I have never met a frosted sugar cookie that I didn’t like. I would like to start the non-New Years Resolution. I would like to focus on being a healthier me and I am not waiting for the new year to do it.