I’ve been having a week. It’s been a rough and unproductive couple of weeks at work, ended the month so far off goal it was laughable. Glad I’ll get to start over on Friday.
Spending the evening in. By myself as the boyfriend is at work. Needed some time for myself to come to grips with 2014 and figure out what I want from 2015. 2014 was a great year, don’t get me wrong. It was fun. A lot of good and cool things happened. Overall not catastrophic. But I didn’t achieve almost anything I set out for. Marathon Maniacs–that was the thing I did. Nothing else from the list. And that’s okay…but it’s disappointing when I think about it. I’m not where I want to be personally, physically, etc. And I’m really struggling with that. So I kind of decided to give myself to the end of the year to be mopey about it, and then I have to move on. Start over. Start fresh.
I started working with a nutrition coach so I can make progress and get over the biggest hurdle. So I’ve had my macros figured and I’m doing it properly. Or at least trying very hard to do it. I’m learning. It’s a delicate balancing act, and lots of math. This route will help me focus on my athletic prowess and reaching those goals instead of focusing so much on the aesthetics, as I’m ashamed to admit I still do.
I’ll post my 2015 goals tomorrow. I’m still deciding what all I want to do and what format I want that to take. Right now, however, I’m finishing out this year on a bittersweet note. More soon.