Well, after spending the majority of April and May being a very bad fitness witness, it was back to the grind today!  I’m not going to lie when I say that the past two months have been a bit of a struggle for me.  I fell in love with fitness and pretty much lived for eating healthy and working out constantly.  Motivation surrounded me with my marathon team and all of our publicity.  But in the days following the race, I hit a slump.  It wasn’t that I was tired of working out or sick of eating a restricted diet, I just didn’t know what else to do and I felt like I should “reward” myself with putting in so much work over the previous four months and that I deserved a break.

So, I fell off the train and started going back to my old ways.  Sure, I would go out and walk a lot with my Momma and go hike with Missy. But as far as actually working out and eating anything healthy?  That would be a big N-O.  I kept telling myself that it was okay because I needed a break.  The only thing that this philosophy got me was a bigger number on the scale and low energy. 

I got back from the beach on Saturday and went to good ole Wally World to stock up on some groceries.  I ate perfectly all day on Sunday and Monday and decided that today would be the day I find my groove for working out again.