In the past month my car’s gas tank cracked, which translated to it being donated due to the cost of repair. I lost one of two major clients, and the other one feels like it’s on the verge of leaving, too. I had to borrow money to pay the rent. I got pericoronitis around one of my wisdom teeth and got to enjoy antibiotics and intense pain for a week, and I will have to have my wisdom teeth extracted once the infection is gone. My dog also got a terrible infection on my birthday that the first round of antibiotics did not take care of, racking up exorbitant testing fees multiple times. Plus, the house directly next door to us has been undergoing demolition and construction with jackhammers and sledgehammers and saws making noise all day, everyday. All of this while trying to do more work than ever, trying to get more clients, and trying to finish my thesis for my master’s degree.
In short, it’s been a tough month. I am gaining weight. My excuse for eating poorly (eating whatever I want) is that it is special circumstances that don’t happen all of the time. However, every day has been a special circumstances day in the past month, which means that I have not stuck to my diet practically at all. I have also been trying to work on a number of aspects of my life to make it more well-rounded, productive, and fulfilling, and my efforts are so divided that I feel as if I am not accomplishing anything. This leads to frustration and makes me feel like giving up on all fronts.
So, I am gaining weight. What of it? I have my whole life ahead of me. I know that while I do not lose, I will not feel super fantastic about my health, fitness level, and appearance. But, every day and every week and every month, I get to start over. While I may have lost the battle, or a lot of little daily battles, I will win this war. I just need to practice and eventually get to the point where this eating right business is routine. Each meal that I eat that matches my goals is one small step toward creating better habits.
In spite of the hard times, I got to go surfing three times this week, which is three times more per week than usual. It felt great; I love watching my muscles grow, and as my muscles grow, I will burn more at rest, not to mention that surfing is a great calorie burner. There is a big swell in for the next few days, so I will be staying inside, but I can’t wait to get back in the water.