JFDI

I'm writing this as I sit on the train - heading home after a long day at work. It's 6.30pm here and I had scheduled my 12wbt workout for on the way home. Toning today - which I really need to do to try and gain some much needed muscle definition!!

It's hard. I really should have done it this morning as I struggle with motivation generally, but even more at the end of the day. I'm tired. My stomach is growling at me like a tiger. I have about a million excuses running through my head about why I should just go home and cook dinner and go to bed. I know in my heart of hearts that these are just excuses. I know that motivation is like a bad boyfriend - never there when you need it. I know I have to really flex my willpower muscle to succeed in this. And I know that ultimately I can do it.

But damn it's hard!

My husband (who works FIFO) flew out today and I always find the first day the hardest. Both in terms of eating healthy and exercising. The easy way out (takeaway and straight home to the couch) sounds so appealing right now!!

I know I should suck it up and JFDI. I know I should stick to my goals and my commitment to myself. I know I will feel better if I do my workout then cook a healthy meal, instead of the guilt and self recrimination if I don't.

But it's still hard.

The internal battle will rage until I'm in the car and parking at the gym. It won't really go away until I start the warm up and then it will flip into 'well I might as well carry on now'.

But it's still hard.

I will go to the gym.
I will do my workout.
I will try and burn as close to 500 calories as I can.
I will succeed.
I will JFDI.

[editors note: for anyone interested I did go to the gym.  And between you, me and the lampost - I kicked ass!! 355 calorie burn (not bad for a weights session) and then home to cook a healthy Thai Larb with turkey mince.  Feeling just a little bit proud of myself right now ;)]