I struggled when deciding whether to put this post as a random rant or a wellness post. I clearly have not been doing weekly check-ins on the wellness side of things, and actually just wanted to get some things off my chest.
Well, you see where it is. (But I’ll tag it as a random rant/my .02 as well.)
Ultimately, I decided to keep it as a wellness post because this blog is all about showing the journey as it happens, and not glossing over or flying past everything that doesn’t paint me in the best light.
*clears throat*
I’ve fallen off the proverbial wagon. Although a wagon, even a proverbial one, conveys too large an image of what I’m doing, particularly with my baby steps and all. I’ve fallen off the proverbial skateboard? Nah, that doesn’t work either. So let’s say I’m back to crawling and pulling myself up on the furniture. Le sigh.
I don’t think I’ve done anything in the past two weeks to keep me on track with my wellness goals. I know for sure I haven’t hit my daily step goal in two weeks. Some days not even near it. One weekend day, I think I barely broke a thousand.
There were only a couple of days that I had good, bona fide reasons for not moving. The rest? Well, I could give you reasons, but they would really be excuses. As an example, it’s cold here now, and
- I do not like to get out of bed in the morning and go to the gym;
- It gets dark so early and I do not like to go to the gym after work;
- My office is so cold I tend to stay huddled in my seat wrapped up in a blanket so I don’t get my steps in there;
- I twinged (yes, today that is a word) my knee (and then opposite ankle another day) and I didn’t want to risk aggravating it further;
- It was a little warmer a few days but too windy to be outside with my other ailments;
…and as you see, this is why it is two weeks later.
But you know what? It’s not the end of the world. Monday and Tuesday of this week I made sure to hit my water goal, and got near to my step goal. I would have even hit it if I had gotten up even one of those times my Fitbit vibrated as my ‘reminder to move’.
Alas, I did not.
But I did remember to step in place a couple of times while I was standing around. I took my lunch more than half the time and didn’t spend nearly as much money on food as I normally do.
Those too, are baby steps. And while they might not be the ones I was intending to focus on, they still count. Every step, no matter how small, counts. And I’m not going to beat myself up over these past two weeks. They are done and tomorrow is another opportunity. Even as I write this, I’m eyeballing my Fitbit and determining whether I will meet my step goal for today before I collapse into the bed.
It’s looking real suspect, but you know what? I hit my water goal today.
Baby steps.