My family traveled to upstate New York to visit my in-laws a few weeks ago. On vacations everything can be a little relaxed. The usage of time, personal goals, and of course being conscious about what I eat.
When I returned from the trip, I weighed myself. I am six feet two inches and for the last ten years I have hovered between 189 and 195 pounds. This time? It read a hefty 201. This may not seem like a big deal to you but we all have that weight we’ll never get to in a million years. Mine was 200. It came as a shock.
While writing down some new goals on fitness that I plan to begin next week, I pondered how I got to this place.
The reason? I was living on impulse.
When we traveled I gave little heed to what I was eating or drinking. I don’t usually have soda but I know I had plenty. Desserts? Of course. I’m spending time with family gathered around a table, so of course I’m going to have a few dozen cookies.
Also, I drove for over eight hours twice in a four day time period.
This was an extreme lack of discipline, one that came on with the suddenness of a summer storm.
Now, it’s back to good habits. Saying no to some things, like sleep. I need to finish this blog.
Where do you need to work on suppressing impulse and instilling good habits?