I admit it, I've been making excuses for almost 3 years now, but life got in the way.
At the peak of my exercise routine, I lived for sport. I was fit and healthy, and although I weighed more than I do now, I had a good routine and discipline.
And then life happened.
It happens slowly, you know. Insidiously. It creeps up and smacks you around the back of the head, so you didn't even see it coming.
I thought I was constantly aware of my slipping routines, at one point, I was almost worryingly concerned about keeping a routine. I had to decide to let things go. And then... well... I let them go a bit too much.
Now, 4 years later, after my life has changed irreversibly, to a thing that is utterly unrecognisable from what it was, I'm looking for my good habits again.
They seem to be hiding...
It's not that I didn't go looking for them before, I mean, when you're fit it stays with you. I've been through periods of intense exercise, where I was training like I should but then, every time, "BOOP", I'm out cold again.
So what I'm searching for this time is consistency. I've never been very good at consistency. My ADHD diagnosis over a year ago began a transformation within me that helped me explain why that was, and it is slowly helping me work out how to deal with that.
So, the TL;DR...
I'm watching you life. I'm watching you closely, so I don't get knocked out again. Because I have the body I've always wanted, and I'm ready to fight to keep it!