Saturday, January 17, 2015

New Year's Resolutions

Where has December gone?


Where has 2014 gone?!




Seriously.



Time is such a crazy thing.



I love everything that goes into celebrating a new year. I love the chance to look back over the past 12 months, excited about the good things and recognizing things I hope to improve during the next year.


I have had a pretty strong case of bronchitis for the past week. Not a very welcome Christmas gift, if you ask me. I don't get sick very often - thankfully - but when I do, it hits me hard. This current plague has not been an exception. I've been pretty miserable but am hopefully on the uphill climb.


With the combination of being sick and not sleeping well for the past week, I am exhausted. I had to work today and was reflecting on this past year as I drove home. Before I reached the freeway, I was in tears. I was so upset because I couldn't think of anything significant that I've accomplished this year.


Like I said, I was super tired and, apparently, this translates into being overly hard on myself.


My life has changed drastically - for the better - in 2014 and that is very exciting. I have accomplished a lot in the past few months regarding health and fitness and I am so thankful.

As I think about resolutions for 2015, I - of course - want to reach my ultimate weight loss goal and continue to improve in health and fitness.

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So, I started this post on 12/31/14 and today is 1/17/15. Sorry that I've gotten pretty side-tracked and have seriously slacked with this blog. December and, so far, January have been super tough months for me and that has translated into slacking in the diet and fitness departments.


It's really hard to post about health and fitness when I haven't been putting much priority on either. That is changing right this second.


On 1/1/15, my aunt passed away due to complications surrounding a recent surgery. It was absolutely heart-breaking and eye-opening because the complications had to do with her weight. I would like to say that experiencing this loss kicked me back into gear, but - unfortunately - when I'm sad, I eat.


Really bad food.


It is so frustrating that I've let myself slip so far and now crave carbs every single second when, just a few weeks ago, I was celebrating the fact that salt and vinegar potato chips were a thing of the past.

So, I have a choice. I can continue my downward spiral and be fat and (un)happy like I was prior to 3.26.14 or I can re-commit, blog more often (I need this accountability!), put more thought and effort into eating and get back to exercising every single day.


I choose option B.


Let's do this.


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I saw the funniest thing on Instagram the other day.



That's so true.

(Well, when I workout on my own. NOT when I workout with Mike. He's back and super intense, as usual. We warmed up with 300 jump squats on Thursday).


Saddle up and ride.

(In the future, someone please remind me to take pictures before the workout. This one's pretty scary!)


We've missed you Señor Andam. Please don't ever leave us again.


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