Well I saw this coming. I’ve been pushing myself past the limit. I’ve been physically exhausted and still keep training hard. Friday my eye was killing me all day at work. I get home and look in the mirror…perfect…I have a sty. Saturday I wake up and my husband said I looked like quasimodo…it really wasn’t that bad or I wouldn’t have left the house. I soaked it for two days and when it finally went away I get a sore throat. I’ve been getting alot of sore throats but I know it’s just allergies. I knew this wasn’t just allergies. Monday I woke up and could barely swallow. I still went to the gym but I could feel that I had a fever because I kept breaking out into cold sweats so I finished like a trouper and called it a day. So I haven’t been since because I really think my body is trying to tell me something…take a break. The cold has moved down into my lungs now so I’m definitely not even going to try to go. Maybe tomorrow though. If it’s just a cough with no congestion then I’m going for sure.
Because I was so sick I was eating like a horse for the past 2 days. Today I stuck to my diet (well, except for that tiny piece of cake that had no icing on it…lol) and I will not pig out. I still look the same except my abs look a little bloated so I’m not in panic mode yet.
I missed my session with Robert this week because I didn’t want to spread my disease around. He usually keeps me in check so I really like to see him once a week. I find that I’m getting discouraged alot. I have good days and bad days. Some days I feel great about myself and then at least once or twice a week I ask myself "why are you doing this?" I have to do this. I cannot be a failure. I have failed at so many things and I refuse to give up. I have too many people rooting me on now!!!
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