I woke up this morning (2 pm counts as morning to me) tired, bloated and sick from yesterday’s festivities.
These kinds of mornings are rough. Knowing you ate too much and slept too little the night before can leave anyone lethargic and unmotivated. I lay in bed for a while wanting to do nothing besides think about how fat I felt and my lingering junk food cravings.
It’s a feeling I’ve experienced many times before. I know what Old Me would have done - I would tell myself, Hey you already feel like shit so you might as well continue eating whatever you want. There’s no point in exercising because it won’t help. Today doesn’t matter.
But today does matter. And today, I decided to leave the mentality of Old Me behind. I’m done with that path. I got up and put on my running shoes without thinking twice. 6.5 miles later, I had killed every negative thought that plagued me.
Today, I chose to run with my heaviness instead of sitting and regretting it. Today, I made myself a lame quinoa & tofu salad instead of binging on more junk. No matter what happened yesterday, today matters. Today is worth it. Choose to make it a good day.
"Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional."