This has been a tough month for me physically.  I have had a cough since the end of October and it has slowly gotten worse and worse.  I have felt ok for the most part, just a little "off."  Worn out, run down, yea..my body has been fighting getting sick. 

I usually work out 4 days a week: Tuesday and Saturday at the gym and Monday, Wednesday, Thursday at home on the treadmill.  But because I have been not feeling great, I had cut that down to 2 days a week, just going to the gym. And because of my 5K on Saturday, i didn't work out at all this week to make sure i'm well rested.  I feel like a lazy bum.

Man oh man, I can't believe how it's effected me.  Physically, I feel bloated, tired, unfit.  Mentally, it's especially messed with me.  Because I'm not working out as much, I have gotten kind of lazy on what I'm eating.  I haven't been as good as I usually am, and I've noticed that my pants are tighter.  Ugh, that is the worst feeling ever.  It makes me so mad and so frustrated, you just have no idea.  I was feeling SO good about myself, and now I'm back to feeling uncomfortable and ashamed that I slipped.

I'm now on week three of hacking my lungs out and I think it I may have turned a corner.  Once I have completed the 5K on Saturday, I can go back to working out 4 days a week.  Once I get back to my regular routine, I am hoping the better eating goes along with it and the extra pounds will go away. I can't let all my hard work go in the trash like it usually does.  I refuse to give up and gain all the weight back.  It's what I do every single time.  This time HAS to be different.