I felt like a complete hog, and as fabulous as it was going down, my whole constitution suffered all day. Why did I give in? The answer is simple though shameful. I am weak! I tried to resist and even had my twin boys eat up just to be rid of the temptation. That helped, but then my third son totally let me down by eating cereal instead. "Who eats burgers and dogs for breakfast?"
That's all it took.
I think the whole house heard my disgusting moans of pleasure as I ate...and ate...and ate....
Now I get why some people induce puking after a binge. I was tempted. One finger down the throat, and my problem is solved!
But no...that's not the answer...
Instead of a bulimic purge, I went for a 2 hour bike ride followed by a gym workout and 4 miles walking. This morning I have no ill effects in terms of bloat. One fail won't derail my progress, but when we allow our base nature to rule day after day, progress stalls, and we regress.
That's most people.
My point today is that a fail in diet or training is not the end the journey. It's merely a delay. If you're like me, you engineer plenty of mistakes, and so you learn, gather energy, change and move forward. That's what winners do. Let's never be defined by our worse days but by overall, earned results in time.
And if you have a bad day, suck it up. Tomorrow is a clean slate, so begin again.
ALL IS POSSIBLE!
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