What is it about holiday weekends that I find myself literally grazing all weekend. I mean, the fourth was on Saturday but yet all I did Thursday night, Friday, Saturday and even this morning is eat. Did I at least work out. No. Because it's a holiday!
Now, I'm all for enjoying a holiday barbecue or a party or whatever. But that was on Saturday afternoon to evening. It didn't need to include the other parts of the weekend. Even Thursday evening was an employee's goodbye dinner. A drink or two to celebrate and honor their hard work as they move on to new things... But did I need a plate of cheesestick all to myself? No, not really.
Maybe it was the pressure I put on myself to lose weight before going to Summit next week. I was doing really well my first week of 21 Day Fix, but then we had a family friend pass away so family flew in and we ate out for just about every meal while we spent time with them. And that just killed my flow. And it is in NO WAY their fault or anything. I could choose to eat salads instead of a whole personal size pizza.
But most of all I need to just be forgiving of myself. Yes, I overindulged this weekend. Yes, I know I should have made smarter choices. But next time I will. And instead of putting myself down, I'm going to forgive myself and just make smarter choices.
There's 9-ish days left until I fly to Nashville for Summit and I'm going to make the best of them. I know being there will pump me up not only to better with my own fitness journey, but to help others as well. Because honestly, helping others is really what keeps me motivated.