I feel a bit like a failure having to report that I lost no weight this week. I kind of feel like, if it’s only week 3 and I’m stalling, I might as well give up.
That was the old me, though – a bit of failure is just a lesson now (or so I keep telling myself in the hope that I’ll eventually believe it). Besides, this was a rough week. There’s been some family conflict (thankfully, not between my husband and me), and it’s been very stressful. I know I should have tried to get to the park more because it would help relieve the stress, but I was too emotionally worn down to get out there.
On a more positive note, I put my desk chair aside and am using an exercise ball in its place. This is supposed to work my core.
So what have I learned? I have to stick with the program. Not blindly, but thoughtfully. I know last week I said I would schedule in strength work and stretching, but it just didn’t happen. With all the turmoil going on in and around me, it was all I could do to maintain. I’m feeling better now, though, so this week I will move forward once again.
I will give myself the clear, concrete goal of stretching every night. My back is killing me from carrying my son (who oh-so-politely insists on being held upright if he’s not sleeping). Stretching is more important than strengthening right now. That will be my baby step for the week.