Third week done: Jet lag is real

Apologies for the lack of posts this week, I've been sleeping at all hours of the day and too loopy to write anything comprehensive when awake, until now, maybe. You can be the judge of that. I've been travelling since Wednesday and am now in the beautiful island of Mallorca for my beautiful friends wedding. Then on to another beautiful wedding in England next week. It's an epidemic people. Even I have been infected. As well as having caught the wedding bug, I am a definite victim of 'holiday eating' cue horror soundtrack. How do people stay healthy on holiday? I have no idea. I haven't figured it out and probably never will. At least not in relation to food. LAX: Greasy Chinese, check! Airplane: boring stale sandwich, check! Paris layover: onion soup of course and a box of macarons, a must, double check! And Spain: chorizo, potato chips and beer, triple check! Some of these are of course not good for my heartburn but I'm sorry body, I'm risking it. I'm on holiday. "Ask for forgiveness not permission" And I know I'll forgive myself. My body might hold a grudge though.

With 'holiday eating' set aside, I have actually noticed something delightful and so has my body; I'm not entirely horrible to it. I'm starting to feel the need to fit the workouts in. So far, I haven't gone below four times a week which for me is pretty good. See, I'm an extremist, hence why I probably felt like I needed some kind of structural system like this blog to work on my habits. But I'm the kind of extreme that eats cucumbers and works out every day for a week, and the next I'll fall into a Netflix coma, moving a limb solely to pick up the next slice of pizza. So, for me to be able to feel like maintaining a 'four times a week' exercise routine is a big deal. Perhaps in some ways it's more of a realistic goal than being able to do it 28 days in a row and somehow managing to keep it up after that. It would be cool though, if that happened at some point. I will keep trying along with moving on to work on a new habit. But even though I need to tailor my workouts to my condition, I'm finding that actually want to do it and need to do it. It's a nice feeling. I went on a run which I can do without exacerbating my heartburn if it's on an empty stomach. I ran along the harbour of Palma with the skinny boyfriend. He's started to run ahead of me now and just meet me on the way back instead of shouting inspirational quotes at me I didn't ask for. I think he sensed he was too close to the water to risk it. My stamina is getting much better and I've never been able to run for as long without stopping. Imagine if I managed to eat as well as I'm working out, I'd be unstoppable! A girl can dream. We also went the hotel gym yesterday and I'm just about to get in a yoga session in my room before my friends say their I do's. Although looking at the time, it might have to wait. So all in all there has been progress. You gotta focus on the positives. Otherwise I'd probably end up throwing myself in the water.

What I learned this week:

• Eating healthy whilst travelling is not only hard but boring.

• Feeling like you want to work out and doing it is a really nice feeling.

• Macarons are essential to happiness in life.

What to focus on next week:

• Prioritising workouts. At the moment I fit them in when I'm free but I want to start making the time for them no matter what.

• Improving my food choices. I've allowed myself everything in Spain. England has to be different.

• Giving it my all. It's my last week on this challenge.

Only one week left, even a little less. Suffice it to say it's not been easy, and maybe I've been a little too lenient with myself. But this is really hard guys! But it is what it is. Gotta look at the bright side.

Now, I've gotta go and apply some waterproof mascara.

H

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