A colleague of mine posted this (in Spanish) that I thought would be great to share with you. Many people have asked me … “What is the best tip or secret to losing personal.” My answer … “How many glasses of water do you drink a day?”
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I finally did the deed, and shaved the face carpet mostly off, and pulled my hair back into a ponytail.
What do you think?
Ok, today I officially feel like crap again… I thought I was over this chest cold / flu thingy. Guess I am not totally out of the woods.
Since it was Sunday, I slept in late, and I mean very late. I then got up and made a Chocolate Shakeology with frozen strawberries and a spoon of peanut butter. Not bad, although I think I put in too many berries. All afternoon I drank orange juice fortified with calcium, and then for dinner I made two cans of Campbell’s Chicken Noodle Soup. Sooooo soothing.
Other than that, I watched a movie, put in a couple of hours of work, and just relaxed and played with my puppy Duchess. She’s 10 months old – at what point should I no longer say ‘puppy’ and just say ‘dog’? Oh, I had five 1,000 mg tablets of Vitamin C also. Ick, horse pills.
Going to bed now to curl up with a blanket and sweat it out tonight. Hope your day is going well.
This is a tough post that I really, really, really, really hesitated in posting. Why? Because its being transparent and vulnerable, and that scares me half to death sometimes. Not always, but sometimes.
I’ve been gone for awhile now. The reason why is not a poor one… I got involved at the end of December in a senior role with a client that asked me to come in and run general operations for his company. Being a workaholic, I dove in head-deep. For the last 3 months I’ve worked hard in reorganizing, structuring, setting up processes and procedures, and positioning the company for the next level of growth. I am still with the company, really like what they are doing, and making money while I am at it. But I lost focus on my health.
Then in late January I met someone whom I became friends with, that over time escalated into a quasi-relationship that came apart faster than it came together. I won’t bore you with the details, but suffice to say I wish that person all the best in the world, but I wasn’t willing to be second.
No, I didn’t go back to drinking Pepsi or gain all the weight back. No. But I lost focus, and my drive and determination got lost in the busyness of life. Over a week ago I went to Cancun on a business & pleasure trip (mostly business), and came back and got very sick a few days later with a nasty bug/flu thingy. And I broke up with the young lady. And I feel like crap.
I do realize I need to get back on track. It’s been a while, but I am going to pop into church tomorrow morning if I can get up (how I hate you Daylight Savings Time). Probably tomorrow if I can, am going to go to Walmart and stock up on stuff for my kitchen and make better choices about what I am buying. I owe my coach an apology. And pick up the pieces to my weight loss journey that I shelved for a season, and start up again.
It’s never too late. Never.