I went back to the gym and I didn't die. In fact, I didn't even gain much more than 3 pounds since I've been away but that's not really the point. The point is I enjoy how I feel when I'm exercising and eating well. I'm tired of "scraping by" financially since I lost my job but that doesn't mean I have to do the same with other aspects of my life.
Only a few days went by until I felt like a I needed to set some goals so I looked back at the things I enjoy doing. Swimming is mostly out of the question for the summer since the pool is packed from dawn until dusk with kids of every age. I never knew anything could be so loud. Even underwater.
So today I (re) started Couch to 5K. I was up to week five last time - I just stopped after a huge blister from the Race for the Cure. I really enjoyed all the mini-goals and the sense of accomplishment I got from that program. It felt great to do it again today even though I'm back to the beginning but i did get to re-listen to my week 1 playlist on my ipod (and I already have them done up through the fifth week!)
I was proud of myself for doing that today mostly because I didn't get up and go this morning and that usually spells disaster! I wasn't going to make excuses so I wore my gym clothes to my part-time job and went right after. I was soaked through with sweat and it felt great.
I'm not 100% over my "bad spell". Still having intense food cravings but the exercise and extra water is helping. I'm like a junkie coming down and I just have to give it some time. Thank you all for the reminder that it's okay to take small steps towards getting back on track. I'm thankful for all the support I have around me!