I have done it again: landed my butt right back at square one, this time in record time! How did that happen? Especially since things were going so very well up until a couple of weeks ago? It's really amazing what can happen when a serial yo-yo-er falls off the wagon on her ass...
So here we are. I know there are lots, millions, of people who end up back here - I'm not special by any means, however my chosen line of work would suggest that I should probably know better, that I should have this dealt with, that I shouldn't still be struggling. (But there I go leaving piles of 'should' everywhere again and that's not the point. Ha ha.) The point is, I do still struggle with managing my weight (and the whole stupid confidence/self-esteem/self-worth monster that it tends to turn into despite all logic) and so I'm back to blogging in order to put it out there, to face the music, keep myself accountable, and hopefully lend some support to whoever needs it in the process.
The previous entry is a copy of a note I posted on FB just 3 weeks ago. I then dove headlong into a pretty extreme diet/workout plan, thinking that if I could do 100 days of tri training then certainly I could push through 25 days of that, which would bring me right up to race day (which is one week from today). Not so much though, and a combination of fatigue, overtraining, mental burnout, injury, and of course trying to be a working mom sent me into an epic tailspin. I can't help but laugh when I think that with a couple of well-timed rest days I could have avoided this! Oh well. No point in crying over spilt milk though; just have to get pissed off enough to fix it.
Days until Summerside Triathlon: 7!
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