Well yes, typical life crap, that's what happened, the day after my last post, 1 week into my new routine, my circumstances changed, let's just leave it at that.
I was physically attacked by a family member - I am an aspiring PhD student, pushing people around is not on my normal menu on a Sunday morning, so my stress levels went out the roof, my eczema returned with a vengeance. All of a sudden I no longer had the luxury to spend 30 minutes a day on myself and yes I started eating everything.
Nearly 2 weeks have gone by and I feel awful. I put on 2 lbs, my acid reflux always makes a show at this weight and sure enough it did now.
But this is the thing, I now long to make the change. I love my life, but it's tough I work, I have 3 kids, we live abroad, I have a child with a physical disability, a rare condition who needs a ton of medical appointments and a lot of researching into knowing what is best for her and then fighting to get it. There has been a lot of heartache lately as she is getting older and is finding being different painful and started to withdraw into herself.
This will not change, it's a given, I just need to accept it and not make these perfect plans about when to exercise and what exactly to do. I am done planning, from today, I will just do the damn thing when I get a minute.
