Giving Up On Your Fitness Journey

Hello Maniacs,

May 2017

So, I was rollicking along, losing weight and training 5 to 6 days a week.  I felt on top of the world.   In fact, I even looked on top of the world. Then it happened, I did not fall off the wagon I wrote the wagon off completely.  I smashed that wagon into pieces.  Of course it was NOT my fault.  

There was a wedding at a very fancy venue.  The wedding cake had 7 tiers.  Each tier was my most favourite flavour.  So what was I meant to do?  I certainly did not want to be rude or offensive.  So, I slugged my way through all 7 tiers of cake.  In a moment of weakness I even switched the “gluten free” sign to the tier I liked least so that all those health freaks would leave the good flavours alone. Those gluten free people wolfed down that cake loaded with gluten – and the reason they very vomiting later on was because they drank way too much Gin.

 Was it my fault that there were 43 toasts and I needed 2 bottles of champagne to get through the speeches.  How could I not eat the 3 course meal – now that would have been rude.

Did I mention the Gin Bar?  I have never seen one of those before.  I swear that bar tender was flirting with me, perhaps if I had not had 13 Gins I would have been able to judge the situation better.  For goodness sake – why have 20 different flavours of Gin?  Eventually the flirting bar tender mentioned that I did not have to taste every flavour.  I knew that – that is why I stopped after 13.  #smartarse

So, in one day I completely ruined what I had been working so hard for.  The next meal I had to climb back on the wagon BUT the wagon was still in pieces and I had an 80th Birthday party to attend.  Thank goodness there were only 2 Birthday cakes – I did the polite thing and tasted both.  I also tasted the quiche, the muffins, the sausage rolls, the samoosas and the lemon meringue pie.  I am happy to report that everything was delicious. I did drink Sprite Zero, not because I was hungover but because I wanted to cut down on my calorie intake.

What an idiot and a fool I was.  I deeply regretted my bad choices.  On Sunday night I had a chicken salad for dinner with a bottle of water.  I did rebuild my wagon and I did climb back on.  I had no other choice really.  It took me 10 days to get back to where I was.  What a waste of time.  I completely lost sight of my goals – the buffet table was right in front of my goals.  I can’t rewind to that weekend but I can learn from it.  I can plan my “attack” better for next time.  Don’t make these mistakes.  

Happy Training Friends and remember – a healthy body = a healthy mind.

Until Next Time,