I went down a weight loss journey since March and I have a near 2 stone weight loss. I worked so hard. I still have 2 more stone to lose before I get the bmi down into the overweight category.
Sunday turned out to be a disappointing day regarding exercise. I wasn't feeling well in the morning and I went for a nap after breakfast. By the time I had energy in the late afternoon. It was lashing rain and it was hard to get out walking. I did a workout at home in the sitting room but that was it. I never reached the daily step count that I have to get. Sunday was disappointing.
I got up on Monday morning, late and I did do a workout in the morning before breakfast but it was rushed. I did 15 minutes compared to my usual 30 minutes. I came home from work late and what happened but my mother showed me a letter that had some bad news. It knocked me. I felt ill upon reading it. After that I took straight to the bed. I didn't feel like going for a walk or for dinner. I was asleep by 9pm. Yesterday was a similar slow day. Busy at work. By the time I came home, I wasn't the best and I saw my mother had some iced buns in the fridge. I usually have fantastic willpower but not last night. 2 iced buns followed by half a pint of baileys Irish cream liquor. No exercise done this morning.
I was doing so great for months and just like that, my routine gone. Stress has me down a black hole.