I was provided with the last minute gift of attending the Canucks game last night, so it was a mad dash home to change, grab the bestie and off to the arena! On the way to the arena, my tummy was grumbling and I had a minor panic attack about my options for food at the arena. As we made our way to the seats the bestie spot a little cart that was sporting some healthier options and I took a sigh of relief. I was a bit shocked to see the cart with healthier options. She was tucked away in the corner and with every other food window open, with a sizeable lineup, she was quite delighted when we walked up. I still went over a bit, but it was no where near as bad as it could have been! Yesterday was a far better day in the eating department vs the day before. I have to keep reminding myself that life happens and there are choices to be made. It isn’t about perfection, but progress.
It is 5am on Friday morning as I type this before dashing out the door to go visit a client in Richmond. In my history of personal 30 day challenges, the first week has always been the easiest. The one time during the challenge that I don’t have to worry about commitment, dedication or the mental struggles….not so much this time around. This time around it has been the polar opposite. I woke up completely inspired by starting this challenge with the mindset of I am going to nail the first week, but this week….I am being tested left, right and centre. I am happy that I have not caved, given up or thrown in the towel. Perhaps that is the lesson for me right now….progress, not perfection. I did not gain this weight overnight and I will not lose it in the first week. As long as everything is going in the right direction and I plan success will be mine!