Bah humbug to January, indeed.

I think that the January slump is upon me.

Today was the first time that I have worked out since last Friday morning. It was a sad, sad sight. I did 20 minutes on the arc trainer, then tried to run a 5k and legitimately couldn't get through 10 minutes. It was like every possible ache and pain that I could feel, I did-- my knees, my back, my shins. So I went back to the arc trainer to finish out the most pathetic 45 minute workout that I've had in awhile. The good news? I went back to the gym. The bad news? It almost felt like a pointless workout and that's just never fun at all.

It's so frustrating because I ran the entire time that I was home in Texas over Christmas, like 3 miles a day. And it felt good. Not easy, but good. I think the big was that I was running outside. While time doesn't exactly fly by, it certainly feels like it goes quicker than when I'm on the treadmill. Unfortunately, with me leaving for work while it's still dark and leaving work after it's dark, there are zero options for me to run outside right now. On top of the darkness, it's in the 20s in the morning and I like my warm PJs at home more than frostbite on a road, thankyouverymuch. It's just such a mind game because I know that my body is physically capable to run and train, but when I'm stuck working out on equipment inside, I just can't get past this mental block. Ugh to that.

Also, I have been extra moody today because as of Monday I recommitted to the Weight Watchers Points+ program. Let me tell you, although I have followed this program for the past year and have seen fabulous results, after basically being off of it for over a month, it is NOT easy to start fresh and eat healthy again. While I didn't go crazy over the holidays, I did let myself indulge. I promised myself that I would not go home and torture myself over wanting but not allowing some of my favorite foods that I rarely get a chance to eat. Combined with the running everyday and lots of socializing, I maintained for two weeks and then gained 2 pounds at last Friday's weigh in. I was okay with it, mainly because I knew I had managed myself the best that I could in my situation, and I knew what I had to do to get it back off.

However, now that I've been actually writing my food and points down and having to manage things again, it's HARD to get back into a routine. I already feel a difference in my body with cutting out fast foods and snacky stuff like chips and cookies, which I openly allowed myself before/around/over the holidays. Good difference or not, I'm still fighting that phase where you're craving the goodies that you let yourself have.

(Just a sidenote: This is not going to be a WW blog, all about my cravings and food and weight loss. Participating in WW is a big part of my life and my routine though, so I will obviously document my struggles/accomplishments on occasion. Off my soapbox :) )

I'm feeling bummy, so that's all for today.

'Til later, my lovelies!