It's November 4th and 85 degrees.

There are times I really like living in Florida - like when I get to go kayaking on a random Tuesday with Jamie or when my family comes and I get to visit Walt Disney World as though it's a fun destination and not my place of work.

But sweating it out to the tune of 85 degrees in November does not make for a happy Jessica.  So Florida and I are currently fighting.  Of course, this feud doesn't mean that much at the current moment because it's not like I'm running right now.  Nope.  It's November, so it's time for my body to let down all defenses and allow horrible illnesses in.  Two years ago, it was the stomach virus so bad that I called it the Black Plague.  Last year, it was pneumonia.  This year it seems to just be some hateful form of cold or flu that makes my lungs burn a little bit with every cough.  So good.  Just so good.

So why am I sitting here on my running blog when I can't run?  And I haven't blogged in almost two months?  Great question, person I'm assuming is reading this even though part of me thinks only my cat knows I'm blogging!  I think it's because I have to tell myself that once I feel better, I will get back on the bandwagon.

Truth be told, I've been struggling for months.  I kept it to myself because I was trying to be a good little Beachbody coach and make it look like I was doing great and had all the answers.  But I had so few answers.  And the more I smiled on social media and talked about how great everything was, the more I realized that I was losing my own way.  So I stepped away from the whole coaching thing and made the decision to get back on board with Weight Watchers and get myself in line.
Then work happened.  And life happened.  And this stupid sickness that has been bugging me for weeks happened.  And without meaning to, I gained back a few pounds instead of losing them.  I went the opposite direction that I wanted to and I felt like I couldn't make any forward progress at all.  So now I'm putting my foot down.  The likelihood of me exercising today is low - I can't risk getting more sick because I've got several tough days of work ahead.  And I can't lie and say that my eating has been perfect today.  It's been better because I made myself go to the grocery store, but Jamie and I absolutely got Halloween candy on sale and the little pouches of gummy Lifesavers have been taunting me.  But I am putting my intentions for the rest of the year down RIGHT NOW.  Because soon I'm going to kick this stupid illness and get back to kicking ass.

So here goes:
Goals for the rest of 2015:
  • Run three times a week
  • Swim once a week
  • Go to at least one class in the gym a week
  • Eat out less
  • Three things you are grateful for every day
And of course, the most important goal of all: buy and eat this.

What are your goals for the rest of 2015?


1 comment

  1. I love you and I think you're perfect just the way you are! I'm proud of you for being honest with us and most importantly, yourself! (Also, this weather is the worst, but climate change doesn't exist..... hahahaha)