Some days its tedious.
Some days I get depressed with my slow progress.
I know I need to step it up.
I know I need to do better.
I know I need to journal, count calories, eat less carbs, be more attentive to exercise, push myself a lil harder.
I know all that, and I do some of it some of the time, but I am not a machine.
Is it okay to say that?
I’m not a machine.
Is this diet fatigue I’m feeling, or just a need to get away?
What I know is that I’m a human woman.
I work full-time.
I have projects to attend to outside of work, too.
I have people depending on me.
I have deadlines and relationships, and cooking, baking, cleaning, and shopping to do.
I have weight to lose. I carry it around all day every day and I’m tired of it!
I’m in a chair, on my bum, five days a week from 8am to 4pm. Not many calories being burned during those hours. I do get up and walk around, sometimes I even take an exercise break, but basically the work I do ties me to a chair.
It is what it is, for now.
While I’m whining, can I say that the aging process is no fun.
Today, I’m tired, and I’m frustrated and I got out of bed on the wrong side, and toyed with not getting up at all.
Seriously, I did!
But then, I got up.
I got dressed.
I got in the car and made the commute I make every week day.
I’m at the desk.
I’m here, but I’m also far away from here.
I think I’m ready for vacation.
Truth be told, I was ready weeks ago!!!
Just being honest…
Where will you go for vacation this year? Are you ready now?