Well, my cheat day turned into a cheat weekend. Ultimately it comes down to this-
How does a wife tell a husband not to order whatever for one or two meals when he’s rarely home long enough to order meals?
It’s not a great reason. I could just cook for myself or order something else, but I have to remember to live from time to time too.
I’m probably not writing good stuff for motivation, but my promise was to be honest. It’s hard to have these days because I want motivate and be motivated all the time like some kind of weight loss machine. I have to have some days where I can just live in this processed, delivery food world and not feel like a terrible example for doing it.
I’m not quitting. I’m not stopping eating the way I should 99 percent of time. I’m just going to allow myself a couple days off.
It’s kind of aggravating that everyone gets to do this guilt free with a mention of “Yeeeeaaaah… I was bad this weekend,” at the gym.
I signed myself up for this. I know. I can’t really complain. I could just not blog it, but I feel like that would be dishonest. I feel like that would be hiding.
So I’m going to own it instead.
This weekend, I’m going to be bad. I may not blog tomorrow but that’s because I’m going to brunch, and may be wasted. So, disclaimer. There.