/insert apology about not having posted for a month and proceed with explanation of last ~30 days/
It’s been a whirlwind month. Filled with vacations and house listings and general drama. But – let’s not get ahead of ourselves.
In the middle of March, I went to N.C. to visit my aunt. She was born and raised in Michigan, but let me tell you, she has fully grasped the “southern hospitality” attitude…especially with food. I tried to make as healthful decisions as I could, but I have to admit it was extremely difficult. The good news, though, was that the weather was so nice that I ran almost every day I was there (I missed two days due to weather/travel). When I got home – while I hadn’t lost any weight – I didn’t gain any either, so I called it a win.
Here’s my findings:
- What they say is true. You are what you eat. After a week in N.C. enjoying “southern comfort” – I felt like a ton of bricks. Not that my weight (or measurements) had fluctuated up or down – but I could feel the food weighing me down. It felt like sludge running through my veins.
- It’s hard to understand that truth until after you’ve experienced it. If you can eat whole foods for a week, and then go back to fast food or fatty food or whatever you were eating and intentionally track how you feel – I promise you it’ll be a big difference. However, it’s easy to over look if you’re bustling around your busy life.
- Once you slip back into the “sludge” (as I am now referring to it) – it is a struggle to come back out. It’s just like quick sand. Even if you logically know that exercising and eating right makes you feel better (emotionally, mentally, physically), the sludge makes you lethargic and de-energized and lazy.
In other news – my husband and I are selling our house. We’ve had enough of our noisy, ignorant neighbors. The house went on the market yesterday morning and we already have two confirmed showings. The problem is – it’s really hard to exercise and cook and just live in a house that has to be constantly perfect in case someone wants to see it. It’s a new item to balance and I have to admit that I’m struggling with it. My husband and I have been just going out to eat to avoid getting pots and pans out and the kitchen a mess. By my latest weigh in, I’ll say that has to stop! And with Easter coming up this week – it’s just a month long saga of never-ending busy-ment and poor choices.