I’m home, well my old home, in WV for the week. It’s always great to see friends and family, but it is hard to keep up with good habits when I come back. Unfortunately for me these good habits are more than just trying to be healthier as I mentioned last time I stopped eating dairy because I believe it is the cause of increasing digestion and bathroom issues.
Since coming home I have had a few slips, aka I said to hell with it and ate whatever I wanted, and they were such bad choices. If you think you have a food sensitivity try giving it up for two weeks and then just throw that food back in a couple days; if you’re anything like me it will destroy you.
I’m still here obviously, but I’m firmly back on the train after all that. No food, even cheese, is worth feeling that bad. I’ve been here for three days now and haven’t managed to find the time or will power to work out, but since it was the weekend and I have been running around pretty non-stop I’m trying not to be too hard on myself and plan to get on it Monday.
On this journey of growing up, of moving away, and of trying(and failing lots) to be healthier one thing I have learned is that I am way too hard on myself and it often makes progress impossible. When I decide to eat better or get back to working out I always plan on going 150% and then when I mess up I feel like a failure and I feel like there is no reason to keep trying because I already failed.
This is the year that I am trying to learn to love myself enough to not beat myself up for being human. Hopefully this is the year that I learn not to let one slip up or lazy day ruin the whole process. I need it. I want it. And I (along with everyone) deserve it.
If this is you. Whatever journey you are on. Whatever improvements you are trying to make. Good luck. And you deserve what you’re trying to accomplish. You deserve the feeling of success. One step and One day at a time I hope you( and I) get there.