My name is Julie and it has been 10 days since my last run.
I have a good excuse though as I have an undiagnosed dodgy right knee which is still giving me grief. However, in all honesty I haven’t done anything yet to identify the source of the problem, like go to my GP or a sports physio. But in my defence I have had a lot going on at the moment. I was going to say on my plate, but more of that in a bit.
I never feel great when I miss out on my runs, physically I feel lazy and lethargic, mentally I feel clogged up and stressed, and spiritually I feel like my channels are blocked. So I know I have to address this and quickly.
I could have done some exercise this week. I could have walked more. I could have gone swimming. I could have done some upper body resistance with weights. But NO I have done nothing. And because I have done nothing…I have nothing to talk about on my blog, and feel like a bit of a fraud to my online followers.
The big question is, when am I going to go for my next run? And the answer is I’m going to go out tonight when my other half gets in. It will be late. It will be dark. It will be raining still probably. But I will run, because if I don’t get back on the wagon then I fear I may never run again.
I am also back on my healthy eating as of today. I have had a week of indulgence. I met a friend for drinks on Wednesday, went for a curry with my running club on Thursday, had a bottle (yes a whole bottle) of red wine on Friday, and on Sunday we celebrated our daughters christening so have been indulging in the left overs from our family gathering, cake, wine, curry goat, fried fish, christening cake (not in that order of course)
This morning I went along to my weekly weightwatchers meeting knowing I had put on weight. I was tempted not to go, and to try and pull it back this week in an attempt to avoid the increase at the scales, however I know that without my weekly meeting to refocus me I would be likely to struggle. So I went and got weighed, finding out that in fact I had only put on 1lb which is not too bad considering the extent of my inactivity and indulgence combined.
So I am back on track. I have a plan to address my injury and to undertake alternative physical activity this week. I am committing to eating better (I even have a pot of vegetable soup on the stove as we speak), and I have blogged.
Balance has been restored and I am well and truly back on my weightloss and fitness wagon once more.