sometimes I'm not very smart. I know that I have a couple of meds that I have to take EVERY SINGLE DAY. I know that I have to drink at least one protein shake EVERY SINGLE DAY. I know that I have to drink at least five glasses of water EVERY SINGLE DAY. Just because I know a thing doesn't mean I'll do a thing.
I ran out of one of my meds a couple days ago. Skipping one day gives me a major headache, skipping two days and I get flu-like symptoms...
I grabbed a banana on my way out the door this morning and only had a half a protein shake in the fridge at work, plus I brought my backup supply home last Friday...
I had a large mug of orange spice tea at work and didn't drink any water today...
I went to yoga class. Needless to say 15 minutes in I was dizzy and nauseous and stuck there because I didn't drive myself. I sat through most of class trying to keep my head as upright as possible and not moving very fast; I sat out quite a few poses. As soon as I got home I took my meds and grabbed a large glass of water. I've been home for an hour - my head still hurts, my heart is throwing PVCs, and my back hurts from not warming up very well at yoga. At least the nausea med worked and I'm keeping water down.
My head knows that these are the consequences of not following directions but some stubborn child part of me pops up every now and again with a "don't tell me what to do" attitude and throws me under the bus. Unfortunately this stubborn child has been coming out too often lately and my weight loss has plateaued because of it.
While my head knows that I have to get back on track there's another part of me that feels tired and wants a break. I want a sandwich, I want pasta, I want a Pepsi; and I'll get over it and move forward.
Tomorrow. A fresh new day. No looking back.
