I’ve readily admitted my tendency to skip a workout or chuck my diet every now and then—I’ve never professed to be perfect. As a matter of fact, as I type this entry, I am quietly debating whether or not I want to engage in yoga now or hold off on doing anything at all until tomorrow. What can I say, it’s been a long day.
My philosophy on exercise continues to be one of utter simplicity: Do 60 or more minutes each day and try to stay as close to 1,700 good calories as possible (lots of whole grains, plenty of water, and little to no sugar or processed foods). I don’t eat as much meat as I used to, and I try extremely hard to get 6-8 hours of sleep each night—although I fail at that more often than not.
That said, I have days where chocolate seems a better stand in for breakfast than steel cut oatmeal, and Twinkies can take the place of tofu on a day where I simply don’t feel like making dinner for myself. Those days don’t happen often, but I am guilty of living through a few of them and I try not to beat myself up about them too much.
The truth is, I’m a mother, a wife, and a fairly self-involved individual where my body is concerned. I love looking phenomenal for my husband and waking up with the knowledge that on most days my jeans fit better than that of most women my age. If that sounds utterly superficial and vain, I make no apologies because I work pretty hard to be able to say so.
It won’t be easy to stick to the plan everyday, but the important thing is that you stick to it. Don’t give up on yourself or your health because, in the end, a healthy lifestyle is a commitment that deserves more than 30-days of your utmost attention and then complete abandonment.
Hmmm…think I will do that yoga now.