MIA

Sorry I have been MIA...I have been fighting through a pretty bad cold, and darned near everything has been on hold.  I got lucky and the Pampered Chef show I had scheduled for yesterday decided to become a catalog show, so I even managed to get out of having to go do that.  It started with feeling congested and a headache when I woke up Tuesday morning and by the time I got home from work I sounded like I was trying to hack up a lung.  It only got worse from there, and I wound up staying home from work Friday to give my body some rest that I felt it really needed.  Luckily it seems like it has paid off as I am finally starting to feel "normal" (for me anyway) again this morning.  I'm still a little stuffy, but nothing unmanageable.
So, between not feeling good, being exhausted (from not feeling good) and just trying to get to work every day, I didn't get to the gym at all this week.  I'm disappointed, but I know that it was the right thing to do for my body.  I would have been coughing and hacking all over the place, plus chances are I may have made the cold more intense by not allowing my body the chance to recover and heal itself with rest.  That's what I'm telling myself anyway.  This being the first morning that I feel normal again, I'm going to see how today goes, but hopefully I will be going to the gym tomorrow morning.  Nothing crazy, just some light cardio and some light abs/weight work, but I need to get myself back into the swing of things.
Also with being sick, for me, comes not watching what I eat.  I have always been one who eats for comfort, and being sick is no exception.  It is another step along the way, and I'm sure that even when I do find my inner healthy person that soup and grilled cheese on a cold rainy day, or a sick day will still be part of my life.  I just read something about having to give up the all or nothing attitude, and it kind of made me smile.  It made me realize that I am not the only one out there who has to deal with that, and that brought me some comfort.  Did I make good food choices this week, nope.  Did I reach my exercise goals this week, nope.  I didn't even track my food most of this week, but that does NOT mean that I can't still achieve my goals.  I have come to the realization that this is just as much a mental battle as it is a physical one.  While that makes it twice as hard, knowing is half the battle, right?  Now I'm off to plan my meals for the week, and make up my grocery list.