It’s just going to be a short one today, I’m afraid. I’m talking about my fitness level.
Summer is coming, but that’s the least of my worries. I keep getting ill. My immune system has faced so much stress lately that it just keeps shutting down and up pops another cold/food poisoning/general exhaustion 24/7. I need to fix this. My fitness level is also shocking. Bloody hell, I can’t even pace it up the four flights of stairs to my Wednesday morning lectures without breaking a sweat and downing my entire bottle of water. That said, I tend to always be late on a Wednesday (no idea why) so maybe the frantic running doesn’t help.
For the last week I’ve been back on a ‘diet’ – which basically means that I haven’t been comfort eating waffles in bed at 9pm like a cook kid. It’s the small things. Y’know what? I’ve been feeling a lot better. After one week! I’m going to keep this up I think.
But it’s all very well eating properly and feeling happier food wise. I mean, I’m happy as I’m going now. But wouldn’t it be nice to just push that little harder and work for results that are just a little better?
This week I’d planned to go to the gym on Wednesday, and when Wednesday afternoon rolled around I just didn’t do it. I wasn’t feeling it. I was exhausted from a whole load of things and the idea of going to the gym on such a lovely day just made me shudder. Then again, I still spent my afternoon in bed writing a few blog posts and doing some homework. I’m the worst.
It being Ascension Day Thursday, the gym was closed.
So that left Friday.
Friday was the day I started pushing myself a little harder.
I’ve put on about a stone since Christmas. Partly because I tend to comfort eat, partly because I have had so many visitors and you can’t be like ‘oh no thanks, not for me’ when they want an eclair, yknow? and partly because I’ve just been loving life.
That’s not a big deal. I love Paris so why not love every part of it. Food is super high on the list. Obviously.
With less than two months before I have to be moderately attractive at Ollie’s graduation (photos… *shudder*) and then a few more until I start a fresh term back at Durham. I need to sort myself out.
I’ll be keeping you updated, not necessarily in specific posts, but updated none the less. I have no set plan or timetable or anything.
I just want to start looking after myself again, and to give myself an extra method of procrastination during my exams.
Wish me luck!
Do you like to work out, or do you prefer to eat better? Or a mix of the two?
What do you recommend I start with as a re-beginner?