But that 5K really defeated me. I didn't want to run anymore and took off my Fitbit. I stopped logging my food. The pounds are creeping back on. If I drink 24 ounces of water it's a good day. I just stopped caring and stopped trying. I came down with another cold. And even now that the cold is gone, I'm still not feeling great.
I think if there is one thing diabetes has taught me in the past 34+ years, it's that times like these will happen. Something will take the wind out of your sails, burn-out will hit, and you just won't care for a while. What seems to help me the most is to go ahead and roll with it - but not for too long. So yesterday, I started to think about all those running goals Pete and I did hit - things we thought we'd never be able to do but did, and how great it felt when we high-fived each other after a great training run. I started looking for some new healthy recipes to try out. I am ready to start over a little bit at a time until I get myself back to that routine I was following two weeks ago.
Today I will start logging my food and calories again. I will have healthy smoothies for breakfast every day this week and see how that goes. (The idea of breakfast smoothies has never appealed to me and I've been happy with my organic cereal bars, but I want to try something less processed and not pre-packaged). Maybe I'll try to log a few workouts on the Wii this week. And next week, maybe I'll pull my Fitbit out of the drawer and give that a go again.
Breakfast smoothie in a martini glass? Why not?
Martini glasses make anything seem more appealing!!
So thank you, diabetes. Thanks for teaching me that one failure isn't the end. That it's okay to feel burnt out and take a break. That it's okay, as long as you remember to start over again and never give up.