I apologize for being vague here. My reasons aren’t about trust, or even about privacy. But instead because there would be a lot of explanations which would include a bunch of (emotional and physical) gorey details. And I’m sure you’d stop reading before I got to what I really want to say. So just take my word for it.

Yesterday was craptastic. A lot of drama in a lot of areas of my life. I just shot Fat Bridesmaid an email summarizing all the drama and when re-reading it before I hit send, I stopped dead in my tracks.

I had a lot of emotion yesterday. A lot of disappointment. Several situations that would have brought me way down just a few weeks ago. Situations that would have driven me to binge. To throw in the towel. To make me forget all my healthy habits.

But that’s not where I went. I ate well. I didn’t exercise because I’d had two good runs and I wanted to have strong legs for today’s run. I laid on the couch not because I was depressed or discouraged, but instead because I was choosing to rest (and to take advantage of our free preview week of Bravo). I relaxed because it was what I wanted to do, not because I didn’t want to do anything else. When Nathan went on his run, I didn’t feel bad for not running too. I made a choice. And I don’t think I would have spent my evening any differently even if my day had been perfect.

In an nutshell, I didn’t give up. And if any day would drive me to giving up, it would have been yesterday.

I know I never gave up on the big picture, but there were a lot of days that I gave up in small increments. Days that I gave up until the sun came up again. Knowing that yesterday happened and I still kept my head in the game? That yesterday happened and I didn’t even consider sabotaging my healthy habits? I cannot tell you how much that encourages me. How much that restores my faith in myself and my commitments. How much that reminds me that I can be the person I want to be.

And that feels pretty awesome.

Have a great weekend, friends!