Back on Track

The second I get sick my routine goes out the window, so these last few days have been a nice return to my workout and heathly eating plan.



I spent about a week and a half fighting a nasty cold I seem to get every year like clock work. And with that came the idea that since nothing tasted good I might as well cave and have that fast food burger I was craving. Or that giant buritto from Chipotle, or 5 bottles of apple juice during my 6 hour shift at work (don't judge all that sugar was the only thing making it possible for me to talk).

And then I got it together. I stated running again, and swimming, and lifting, and running some more. And damn it feels good. And I've even been pretty good about the eating thing.

I say pretty good because well, I'm a college kid. And I work at a sports bar. And I drink. And let me tell you something- nothing tastes better when you are hungover than a greasy fast food burger. And it was the only way I was convincing myself to go to class. But I went, and I ate. And then I went to another class and went to Chipotle. So there are bad days.

But even with those bad days, I'm down another pound and finally added to my mileage this week.