It’s hard work all this change business you know. Any of you following on Instagram will know I’m all about posting pictures of my food and fitness at the minute. Perfectly filtered pictures of glossy food and me #winningatlife. However it occurred to me last Friday night, as I was stood on a stool taking a picture of Mr LMR’s dinner, having carefully rearranged pieces of red pepper for maximum effect, how unreal it suddenly was. How I was making it all look easy when actually it was really hard work.
Doing battle with yourself
Firstly, it took me nearly six months to get my head back into eating better food and picking my confidence back up to start daily exercise again. Every day I did battle with myself about all the good food I could eat that would make me feel better then internally saying “f*%k it, I don’t care right now”. Then going on to make rounds of toast that made me feel bloated and worse about myself. Get that people a conscious choice to feel like poo! What’s that all about?
Every week at my PT session I had the same conversation about how I had no willpower for the rest of the week because my life was so busy sorting out everyone else until there was none left to even do my daily PTTD stretches. Yes, I even jeopardised my recovery because I just stopped caring. I seriously considered buying an activity tracker. Not to motivate me to do more but to prove to everyone else that I was already flogging myself just being a mother. (By the way the critic I was trying to out do was me. No one else really cared).
Eating healthy is too much hard work
Basically, getting over myself was hard work. I had convinced myself if I exercised without my PT I would get injured. Eating healthy food was too much hard work and took time I didn’t have. Despite all of this being true, to a degree, it still had to change. My weight was creeping up and I couldn’t afford a new wardrobe. Never mind the extra pressure on my foot.
If it was going to work this time I had to accept that hurdles would come every day and sometimes thick and fast. Instagram posting was just part of my motivation. So here’s the truth. Every meal looked good and healthy however, I will have rejected at least ten other meals on the basis that it takes too long to cook or it requires excess chopping. I mean don’t get me started on peeling vegetables. Never mind the number of rejections of meals the monkeys just wouldn’t entertain so find easy healthy (where possible) alternatives for them so I’m not cooking two or three complicated meals.
Keep it simple
Simple food was what made me happy. Tray bakes, slow cooker one pot wonders, ready prepared vegetables. I utilise them all. Being ahead of the game takes time and motivation. I have been forced to get out of bed to take frozen fruit out of the freezer and measure out porridge because I forgot. A chore at the time but worth it in the end.
Food aside exercise has been equally challenging but Instagram posting also helps. PT session are amazing but two days post workout I can’t lift my arms and I ache all over. Try wrangling monkeys in that situation. (Weeps silently). Add into that, competing with Mr LMR for precious monkey free moments to go for a run. This is how the 12 minute pasta HIIT workout was born.
Get clever, get creative
In conclusion, if you are struggling to get started don’t worry, it will come. You are not alone and it isn’t easy. Once you are moving however it gets easier. Challenge the inner voice that says you can’t. One step at a time. Get clever, get creative and be flexible. First step, make a SMART plan that fully appreciates the hurdles you might face and the fact that you are human after all. Second step, keep going. That’s where I am now. Because every day is a challenge.
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