I had a blog post all planned out for today. Really....it was written and ready for final review this morning before hitting the publish button. It was about negativity. Not self negativity...but negativity in others as they listen to us talk about our journey. You know the kind of person..."ohhh that will never work...." and they continue to spout all kinds of negativity The kind of person that then couches it in terms of encouragement by following it with 'but good luck' (insert sarcastic tone). Negativity.....so destructive.
But then something happened......ironically enough after my post yesterday when I was saying that 'life happens......roll with the punches and learn to LIVE in a healthy manner even as you embrace life.' I felt on top of the world. I went up to the lunch room at work and ate my lunch. It was a satisfying and healthy lunch. I went back downstairs and about an hour later I realized that I had left something up on the table. I trotted back upstairs. I say trotted because I don't think I ran....but I didn't dilly dally as I went up the stairs. As I was coming back downstairs I felt this incredible pain/pressure in my chest. It surprised me. I had a bout of chest pains back in late 2010 into 2011 where I had chest pains. It was months of constant rounds of doctors and tests...they never did figure out what was wrong and occasionally the chest pains still flare up...but it's been a long while since I had one. And then about an hour after that my throat started to hurt. Seriously? I'm getting sick????? NOOOOOOOO OK, this doesn't surprise me too much either because Todd has been horribly sick since Saturday. OK, he's a guy so horribly sick means a different thing when it's a guy.....but seriously, he's been perched on the couch pretty much constantly from Saturday through right now. (although yesterday he was doing much better so I expect him to be back up and moving this morning). My first thought was OHHH NO....I'm on such a roll with exercise...I don't want to stop now. I have zumba....and running...and the gym! (shocked the heck out of me to have those thoughts as my first ones) But then I straightened my back and said to myself......this is life. OK OK OK...actually I started quoting the postman's creed...."Neither rain nor snow......." NOTHING is going to keep me off of my mission. Does that mean I went to zumba anyway. No, I went home and rested. Does it mean I'll go to zumba tonight. Who knows.....I'll let you know when that time comes. What does it mean? It means that I will accept that I was not and may not be able to exercise to the extent that I want this week. It does mean that I'll tighten up my eating. I eat pretty close to my caloric goals to begin with...but I do admit that on exercise days I don't panic if I'm over on my calorie count. So I typically run about 50- 100 or so calories over. Well if I"m not exercising.......yup......tighten up and bring myself back down to my goal. It's accepting that this may and will slow down my weight loss. (This is a lifestyle anyway...not a race!)I may only get a maintain number on the scales this week. But it's being OK with it because LIFE HAPPENS and no strict diet or exercise plan can withstand the daily ins and outs of life on a daily basis for long term. They need to coexist peacefully and in harmony.