I like a glass of wine or six.
One thing this challenge has been really good for, for me is it’s more important that I wake up early to do my workouts rather then have a couple drinks. Whether I have one glass of wine, or the bottle, chances are I’m not going to feel excellent in the morning. So when I get home from a long day at work, and the only cure would usually be a bottle of red, instead I will do a yoga video! So for the 12 days, I’ve been REALLY good about drinking. In fact, I only drank on Memorial Day and the trip to Coney Island, which for me is EXCELLENT!
So my point is, I went to a wedding on Saturday. I told myself before I went “be good,” but then the gin and my lips reunited and it was all down hill from there. So Sunday came, and thankfully I felt more or less fine, but unmotivated is a GIANT understatement. All I wanted to do was eat Cheetos and binge watch Game Of Thrones.
I had to go to work for a couple hours, but afterwards my dog and I spent the majority of our time on the couch. I ALMOST just said “I’ve been doing well, one day off wont hurt,” which it wouldn’t… there would be no harm in some rest… but I feel SO committed to this 30 days – and would be so disappointed in myself if I let the reason I failed be a self induced hurt. It’s one thing if you’re sick and skip a day or two, but it’s another if my choices to drink kept me from my goals.
Anyways, at 8pm I peeled myself off the couch, and did it! I’m so proud that I did too. It took EVERYTHING in me to do it, and do it with integrity, but it was 100% the right choice.
This was a true mind over matter moment for me, so I gave myself a pat on the back then reunited with the couch.