Arrgh. Another bad night for sleep — this time not the cat’s fault, just me and my busy brain. Today, I opted not to kill the bear, and slept in. No exercise.
The bad sleep may have been due, at least in part, to some really bad food choices yesterday as well. My wife was out all day co-hosting an event. I didn’t plan my day, foodwise, and wound up just kind of grazing and eating poorly. Not intent, just a kind of laziness combined with a natural gravity toward bad food choices.
So I’m coming out of a real bad weekend in terms of my goals, and starting the week on the worst foot.
How do I right this ship?
First, by being kind to myself. Beating myself up over this won’t change anything and won’t help anything.
Second, by trying to learn from this. One lesson: I need to really plan my food, especially if I don’t have a partner around to work with.
Third, by getting right back on the horse. I can’t dick around for a day or two in a fug, I need to finish this, and then plan my food day. Then figure out a way to sneak in a little exercise at least (a good walk at lunch, maybe).
Fourth, I need a ‘planned cheat day,’ which sounds ridiculous. I think accruing a bunch of good days with no plan for a cheat day was ruinous, though.
Anyway. I’m disappointed with myself, but nothing’s changed — I need to learn from this, and recognize that being good to myself is more of a treat than ‘treating myself’ with old standbys when I don’t have anything better on the go.
I know I can do this, I just need to get out of my own way and let myself do it.
Back on that horse. Onward and upward.