Decisions...Decisions

THE STREAK IS OVER!
Yep, you heard it here, folks. Last night I was forced to make a choice...a conscious decision, and I ended my 193 day run. I was hoping to make it a year, I was hoping to at least make it 200 days. But, my body had other ideas. I've been going through some...stuff....some stress, and that's why my body got run down, and why I got sick the past few weeks, why I had lowered my exercising minutes, why I never pushed super hard. I was pushing hard enough for what my body can withstand right now. See with me, the first place my body takes a hit is in my back, and then it just spreads from there. So, with lack of sleep being the final straw that broke this camels back, last night I was SICK! I mean, move and throw up-sick. I had 3 hours of sleep Saturday night, and I knew it would hit me like a ton of bricks this week. At dinner last night, I sat there and looked at my food. I didn't really want to eat, but I knew I should, so I ate. It tasted good....but soon, I was swooning. I layed my head on the table and said 'you know I think I need to go to bed.' But I sat there, thinking...what can I do in the exercise department? Which one can I accomplish without killing myself? Which one could I tolerate? And the answer was....nothing. I couldn't even dream of anything. My husband told me that I was strong, that I COULD accomplish it if I wanted to....but my body...it said 'uh, I don't think so'. So, with that, I chose to end my streak. I sat in for my girls bedtime story, but I was hurtin....I needed bed. At 8:30, I lay there in bed, still as I could with my head spinning, and the room spinning, trying not to vomit...similar to the feeling as if I were completely out of my mind drunk...except without a drop of alcohol...and I decided right then and there that perhaps my body needs a break. I'm going through some tough stuff, and my body is taking the hit...so...I've decided to take the rest of the week off. No working out...unless I do X Stretch. And then on Monday, I will start P90X. I cannot force myself to do a half-assed workout this week, mentally, emotionally, physically, and expect to recover from this run-down, overstressed body, mind, spirit. I feel really bad for Pitbull...we were supposed to be doing this week together...starting this second round together, finishing together. {{{ PITBULL: I WILL however just be a week behind ya girl.}}}
You know that saying, "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger?" Well, I intend to be iron woman! Strong as steel! I am Woman, hear me roar!

Today, I'm feeling still out of sorts physically. I'm tired, my stomach is swirling still...got a slight headache....and right now, even tho part of me is disappointed in the streak being broken, another part of me knows that I have to take a mini break...recoup, so I can go strong again. I sense another streak coming on....Monday, January 25, 2010 marks the beginning of "THE STREAK, pt 2" LOL