This is all I got today, folks. I got to work a little later than I had planned and I was slammed all day long. Before I knew it, it was 4 pm. I had about 2 hours and 45 minutes to hit the gym, take a shower, eat dinner and drive out to the valley to make my meeting at 6:45 pm. It would have been easy to skip the work out-push it to tomorrow. Instead, I ran over to the gym and lifted for an hour. I killed it, too! I was focused and had tunnel vision and cut my rest periods in between sets a little shorter than normal. I ran into the showers & rinsed off. Got in my car and jumped on the freeway and proceeded to scarf down the turkey meatloaf and raw asparagus I had prepped the night before. I made it out to the valley…just in time to get a text telling me my meeting had been cancelled. Ha! Still felt like a champ. Did I enjoy taking a 30-second shower where I didn’t even wash my face or re-do my makeup? Hell no. Was it comfortable eating cold turkey meatloaf in my car while sitting in traffic? Double hell no. But sometimes, that’s what making the time looks like. Am I glad that’s what I did instead of making an excuse to skip the gym? Absolutely.
I’m also totally feeling the Boy Scout motto: Be Prepared!! Here’s the reality: had I not prepped my food the night before, I would have had to skip the gym to make time to stop and buy dinner on the way to my meeting. Most likely, that food would not have been as healthy as my awesome lean turkey meatloaf. Cheat meal + skipping the gym = no bueno.
I’m finding it’s all about making tiny changes and sacrifices. I’ve realized that in all other areas of my life, if I want it bad enough, I make it happen. I’m the kind of girl who gets what she wants. Why not apply that dedication to my fitness and stop making excuses?