In case you haven't noticed yet by the lack of fitness posts from me I took a mini fitness hiatus. At first it was sorta of impromptu but the further along I went the more deliberate it got. I knew why I "decided" to do so but wasn't really able to put it into words until earlier this week. My boss offered me a piece of cheese cake (with strawberry sauce and EVERYTHING!) and then quickly reneged while saying "Oh wait. My bad, I forgot you are on your diet." I looked him square in his eye, picked up a fork, took a huge bite of cheesecake and replied (after I ate my cheesecake lol) "If you weren't so busy nagging me ever 2 seconds you'd notice that I've been off my 'diet' for 3 weeks now....sir". To my surprise he asked me WHY. I didn't expect him to care enough to ask me why. It surprised me even more that I immediately had an answer. My response:
"Because I am sick of being told what to do, when to do it and how to freaking to do it. When to eat, when not to eat, what to eat what not to eat. How to feel, how not to feel. I'm over it. I need a break." He looked confused so I broke it down further. "EVERY day you and your boss, and his boss tell me the expectations that you need from me. What you need me to do, what you want me to do, what I should do...and I get that. I do the same to my employees. This is a business...it pays the bills and affords my livelihood therefore I must do what you ask. But frankly sir, I'm sick of being told what to do ALL day EVERY damn day. I HAVE to listen to you but when I leave work and go home I just want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it, how I want to! And I wasn't able to do that. My ex was telling me how I should feel, my trainer pushed me over the edge physically and emotionally every session, my sisters were worrying me, my friends were worried about me....I just wanted a month with no rules (outside of work), no worries, no do's, no don'ts. A world full of strawberry cheesecake! *takes another bite* I'm not saying that my health or being fit isn't important, I'm saying that these past few months I haven't had control of anything that has been happening to me and I really needed to get my mind clear.I needed to have control over SOMETHING sooooo...I stopped dieting,haven't really worked out, drank way too many adult beverages, and eaten out afew several times. But the fact that you cant look at me and tell that I have gained some control by losing absolute control of myself and my eating habits makes me feel better. I'll be back on the fitness track in a week...sir" *giggles, eats the last bite of cheesecake, and sashays out of the office*
He is my boss, annoys the hell out of me and has NO real idea the hell that my personal life has been lately. Yet, he has still been able to inadvertently help me sort some things out and even motivate me. Cause now that he knows Ive been playing all month if I even look like I gained a pound he'll prob have something snarky to say. So...one more week ofplay time me time and I'm back on the grind. June 1st, next Friday, is my official day back. And the closer that day gets the less I think "Hmmmm, what am I sippin' on when I get home" and the more I think "Which shoes am I wearing for my morning run next Friday: the Vibrams or the Nikes?!" Decisions, decisions!
"Because I am sick of being told what to do, when to do it and how to freaking to do it. When to eat, when not to eat, what to eat what not to eat. How to feel, how not to feel. I'm over it. I need a break." He looked confused so I broke it down further. "EVERY day you and your boss, and his boss tell me the expectations that you need from me. What you need me to do, what you want me to do, what I should do...and I get that. I do the same to my employees. This is a business...it pays the bills and affords my livelihood therefore I must do what you ask. But frankly sir, I'm sick of being told what to do ALL day EVERY damn day. I HAVE to listen to you but when I leave work and go home I just want to do what I want to do, when I want to do it, how I want to! And I wasn't able to do that. My ex was telling me how I should feel, my trainer pushed me over the edge physically and emotionally every session, my sisters were worrying me, my friends were worried about me....I just wanted a month with no rules (outside of work), no worries, no do's, no don'ts. A world full of strawberry cheesecake! *takes another bite* I'm not saying that my health or being fit isn't important, I'm saying that these past few months I haven't had control of anything that has been happening to me and I really needed to get my mind clear.I needed to have control over SOMETHING sooooo...I stopped dieting,haven't really worked out, drank way too many adult beverages, and eaten out a
He is my boss, annoys the hell out of me and has NO real idea the hell that my personal life has been lately. Yet, he has still been able to inadvertently help me sort some things out and even motivate me. Cause now that he knows Ive been playing all month if I even look like I gained a pound he'll prob have something snarky to say. So...one more week of
*Disclaimer: Yes, my trainer knows that I went on a fitness "sabbatical"...it was actually her idea. But no she does not know about the cheesecake, the Jager, or the macaroni & cheese indulgences O_o. I'm sure she'll make me regret it when I get back in the gym but it was worth every bite!!! Some times you just have to lose control to gain control*





















