Alas! No Workout Today!

Of course, it’s bound to happen occasionally.

And it means very little - other than I didn’t make it to the gym - for one day.

I ended up being ‘too busy’ and found myself outside of the confines of my domain for longer than I’d thought.

Not to mention the heat of the day, for it played a role in my decision not to go.

I was too hot.

I was too tired.

I was exhausted after a few days of non-stop gym time and back to back ballet classes on Monday.

Actually, I don’t really worry about missing a day at the gym (even if it niggles a little…).

I have come so far as to know that a dropped day does not mean I have lost ‘the battle’.

In fact, what exactly is ‘the battle’?

Well, truth be told - there isn’t one.

One just moves steadily forward, acknowledging the lapse, but continuing without the ridiculous self-flagellation and sense of having failed that often accompanies these minor setbacks.

Listen to me!

I’m talking as if I have in fact committed some huge transgression!

All I’m saying is that, at this point in my life, I take things in stride and don’t fret about losing some imaginary battle - I’ve already won; for I have won.

It’s at least 4 years now and I’ve managed to keep off about 10 times that amount in weight.

Yes, I monitor - but I don’t obsess.

I eat what I want, I drink like a fish - but I exercise daily and when the odd day comes when I can’t, I know it’s not the end of the world - I’ll survive - I won’t become huge (unless it’s with muscle) and spend my life on a couch, eating bonbons and staring dull-eyed at the television.

In other words - I’m pretty normal.

And I’m still in my ‘Birthday Week’.

So, you know what?

I deserve and can afford a break.

Happy Birthday (Week!), to Me!

Thank you.

And Best Wishes on your own journey!