The pendulum swings

A month has come and gone since my last blog.

I'm not sure where the time has gone.

Life has been a blur.

The pendulum has been swinging.

Hard.

I completed 130 days of no sugar, no alcohol, no gluten, 2 workouts a day, reading 10+ pages a day, capturing my physical appearance in a daily pic, and hydrating more than 4 litres each day with pure agua.

Then I retaliated.

The brat re-surfaced. She doesn't like to be told what to do.

Wine. Fast food. Sugar galore. Bread.

I feel like shit. My body is in physical pain.

I question my existence - or at least why I do this to myself.

I'm in a mental fog. Lost.

Waiting for the pendulum to swing back.

Wanting to do more and be better.

Knowing I'm here to serve, yet uncertain exactly how.

Knowing this is not what I'm here to do or be.

I know better, but to "know" and not do is to not know...

Loving my inner brat and her little tantrum.

Trusting this mediocrity too shall pass.