I knew it, I tried to do a weekly post on
my journey and second week in I already failed to keep it up. But in saying
that, it was probably because I didn’t have anything to say.
I only managed to go train twice in week
two. Sad.
Week three just passed, and I strived for
better. I booked myself into a class everyday instantly so I will make myself
go …
But training aside, I have a really big
question mark floating in my head.
Am I just madly devoted to food or am I
just born to be unhealthy? Or perhaps I’m just impatient. But three weeks in
and I don’t get that feeling everyone talks about. The feeling I’m talking
about is how my body feels so clean and refreshed and I will never go back to
eating unhealthy again.
In fact, I may or may not be sitting here
counting down to when I can go out and have a nice little treat. I may or may
not have friends who contacted me to see when this ends so we can have a catch
up over food…
But what I can understand is, if you do
have a little treat – you could feel guilty and feel like crap for not being
strong enough to give into temptation. But feeling cleaner? I’m not sure … Am I
asking this question too early?
Guess time will tell and at the end of my
eight weeks, when I go and catch up with all my friends over food I will have a
better answer then …
Week three is all about questions. But I
think I secretly know my own answer...
I’m born for the fat life, the struggle is
real.
Until next time, aidos ~
