2 Weeks

I went two weeks without running or working out. The first week we were on vacation and, with almost no stress, I felt no urge to run. Even though I had been looking forward to running around the lake by the Boardwalk.

The second week - I was busy doing laundry, tending to a sick Liam, and just mourning the end of vacation.

For two weeks I ate crappy food. The first week was spent eating all of my meals out. Desserts after lunch and dinner. Cinnamon rolls for breakfast.

The second week I just continued eating crappy food. I craved ice cream, desserts, chocolate... I gave in and enjoyed a Shamrock shake and Big Mac from McDonalds.

This week I started again. I've been ignoring most of my cravings for desserts, I've gone to the gym, I've gone for runs in the cold, and I got my car out of the drive thru line last night - deciding I did't need another Shamrock shake.

This happens every time I take a break. I fall back into my "bad" habits.

But, I'm tired. I feel icky. My pants are too tight. These things alone help me get back into my good routine.

It takes me two weeks to get back to that routine. Two weeks of forcing myself to the gym. Two weeks of forcing myself to get out and run. I enjoy these activities once I start, but getting there and getting started is hard. For two weeks. After two weeks I'll begin craving my exercise again.