I have occasionally and repeatedly found myself in a rut during the last few months. I shall not bore you with the details here, but I will tell you what I've decided to do about it. I have resolved to be better at three specific things:
studying my scriptures
(scriptures not pictured)
(specifically, not indulging in a treat after the punk goes to bed)
(I now have a running buddy who encourages me to do more than I would on my own; we do 4 miles, 3 times a week. I then do a long run on Saturdays to prepare for Ragnar. Here, the punk and I are doing Ab Ripper X.)
I have started to become more in tune with my body and its needs, physically and mentally. I can tell when I haven't run in a while because I become irritable and grumpy. I run more for my mental health and the happiness of my family than to lose the last few baby pounds.
But just because I've made these decisions regarding my health and happiness doesn't mean they are easy or that I am magically consistent. I go through hot chocolate withdrawals every single night. Sometimes I feel like a recovering addict. Really. And I don't want to feel like that anymore. I just want to be me. Fit, healthy, happy, able to indulge occasionally, but not dependent on substances that aren't good for me.
So here's to health and happiness and the struggle it takes to get there!