Kim Zay Weight Loss

Last night I slept maybe a total of 4 hours, tops.  Went to bed late, couldn't sleep, tossed & turned, adjusted my pillow at least 1000x's, looked at the clock every 10 mins.  You know those nights?  Yeah, those are the worst.
Before I fell asleep I had it set in my head that there would be no way I'd be up for running at the gym tomorrow.  And to be honest, I was looking forward to the excuse off from the gym.
But surprisingly, I woke up feeling less tired then I do most days.  Odd.

I don't know about where you are, but the weather here for the past few days has been just plain ol' miserable.  Rainy & cold.  Gloomy, dark, yuck.  And it's forecasted to be this way for the rest of the week.  Boo.  If I napped, today would have been the perfect scenario for one.
But despite the lack of sleep & the depressing rain, I had an incredible day today. Why?
B/c I ran.  And b/c I ran, I ate well.  And b/c I ate well, I felt great.  The best domino effect.

No excuses today.  Not like the last few months.  Easter.  Mothers Day.  Every other holiday.  Birthday's.  The weekend.  Movie night's.  BBQ's.  Get-togethers. Etc.  There's always going to be something.  Some excuse.  And I know this.  I'm not new at this.  I've been through all these holidays, all these excuses.  I know what to do to be successful during these times.  And I have.  But not lately.

Lately I've been lying to myself.  Cheating myself.  Doing as little as I can to get by week to week.  I have a good week, feel satisfied, and "give myself a break" the following week and gain.  It's ridiculous.  I hate it.  I'm over it.  It took a while to get to this point, but I'm here.


I was jogging slowly after the wagon, not really trying to catch it.  Just pretending I was making an effort.  I've finally decided to run, catch it, and hop back on.  Thankfully my seat was still warm.