I’ve been in… gosh, I’m not sure… a funk? A slump? A flunky-schlump?
It’s been pretty bad inside my head for the past 3 weeks or so. ?Okay, really more like all spring and into the summer. ?But really coming to a head these last few weeks.
There’s nothing major going on, no crisis or issue, just… weirdness. ?Moment to moment I’m fine, but overall, I’m just not being me.
Bah. ?I hate it.
I mentioned before that I suspected my thyroid (numbers are back- all the same as they were 6 months ago… so maybe not? Or maybe Kanye has a point…?).
I alternate between sleeping too much and not sleeping enough with a weird insomnia thing going on at times. ?I’m eating at weird hours and not exercising enough.
Motivation level: ?-14.
And that might have been giving myself too much credit there.
It’s a taken some time for me to come around and acknowledge it. ?Too much time. ?I usually get there, sometimes it just takes a little longer than others. This is by far the longest?flunky-schlump I’ve ever been in.
The good news? ?I’m recognizing it. ?I acknowledge it. ?And I’m doing something about it.
On Saturday, I went for my “long run” of the week. ?Confession: it was my only run of the week.
I did 4 miles and they were pure torture. ?Partially it was a bad leg day (they felt like lead!) but mostly it was just a “HOLY COW girl, you are so out of shape!” day.
It sucked. ?And that time? ?Not cool, Shenanigans. ?Not cool at all.
That being said- I did the miles and I was really proud of myself for getting out there. ?That feeling of accomplishment was what I needed to take the next step.
That craptastic run was my win.
What made this a win? ?Let me count the ways.
1- It was a gorgeous day. ?I love being outside and I love sunrises. ?Arizona allows for plenty of both— if you get your bootay up early enough to avoid the face-melting heat. ?It was hot, but it was peaceful and pretty.
2- It came with a sense of accomplishment I hadn’t felt for a long time. ?4 miles is 4 miles, right? ?Even if they were slow and even if my legs hurt and even if I couldn’t breathe and huffed and puffed the whole way. ?It was 4 miles. ?Hell yeah!
3- It came with the aha moment I was “waiting” for. ?I was ready to face the music. ?When I got home, I finally stepped on the scale (horrors) and admitted that all my clothes from last summer are too tight on me. ?Yay for shopping? ?Ha… no.
All this is the win that doesn’t really sound like a win but really… it’s a win!
I’m celebrating the little things these days. ?Like getting the trash out before pickup.
So what’s the next step? ?I’m happy to say I dove right into things with gusto.
There’s a pattern here. ?Let’s see who catches it?
I started up with My Fitness Pal again.? Longhorns2 is me if you are on and want a friend!
I started weighing every day again. ?This isn’t for everyone, but it works for me. ?It keeps me focused and on target.
I started planning my workouts in my daily calendar again.? I love to cross things off a list- and this will ensure I won’t ignore it.
I created a DietBet again. ?Come on over and play! I’m donating my winnings to charity this time (more on that in a bit).
I confessed to my besties, the DisBroads, again. ?Who are standing by my side in support?again.? You gotta have friends helping you when the times are tough.
I’m blessed to have these ladies!
I drank a crapton of water every day for the past 3 days. ?Again.
Does this all sound familiar from me? ?Yes, it does. ?You are hearing it all AGAIN from me.
I’d like to promise this time is different and there won’t be another post like this again. ?But that’s not a promise I can make to you or myself right now.
I’m not there… yet.
But I am going to try again and again and again until I AM there. ?One day at a time.
And you’ll be the first to know when that happens.
What tips do you have to get out of a funk? ?Or a slump? I’ll take all the good tips I can get!?
Patty Holliday is a Marvel loving, Disney obsessed wife, and mother of four. She’s a travel agent specializing in Disney & Universal vacations- and loves a candid confession. Find her in Virginia (or anywhere frequent flyer miles or her trusty minivan takes her.)