CONFESSION: This week is NOT going well. After loudly proclaiming my renewed stance against my genetic enemies, I was very swiftly reminded that my health is a cruel and fickle mistress. BLAH!
My ticker was angry this week. VERY ANGRY! I don't know if I was over tired, stressed out, or just due for a bad day...possibly all of the above. But things in the heart department were rough. It started on the weekend, but I had high hopes it was just a one-off and would pass. By Tuesday I officially felt not great, and by Wednesday I was home spending the full day in bed. I feel like I should add as a caveat that these sorts of days do not happen very often, making me incredibly lucky. However when they do happen I sure do get knocked on my butt. I am still a little jittery, and not quite back to fighting strength, but I am now definitely on the mend.
Needless to say my hardcore 7 day workout plan has not come to fruition. I managed to force myself to complete 1 strength training workout Monday night before my ticker decided to go NUTS and throw a monkey wrench in my well laid plan. So basically I have just spent the last couple of days taking it easy.
Normally I would let this sort of thing get to me. As we all know I am a planner. And I greatly dislike anything ruining my precious plans. But I am slowly...very slowly...starting to realize that there are certain things I can't control. It doesn't have to be all or nothing. I can only do the best I can. And what good is worrying so much about health, if in the end I am wearing myself out and actually making myself unwell. So while the early part of this week did not bode well for my Goal Dress routine, I plan to make up for it with a few serious sweat sessions this weekend. All while reminding myself that my ambition is peace, perfection, and enough.
Love your Favourite Darwinian Fail,