I had a great week! Not just because the scale was nice to me. But I felt on point all week. I fasted when I wanted to, I stayed solidly at my deficit, I kept hydrated, I did my workouts.
I was reading the other blogs last night and this morning, and it struck me. I’m back in my routine. I’d been OUT of routine for so many weeks; it was starting to feel like a kind of uncomfortable and distasteful normal. But this past week my 3-year old has been back at daycare, and I spent a lot of time recouping myself. I needed it.
I also got my period VERY early. Which sent me trolling again into the old forums and reading about hormone flux and weight loss. We are sensitive creatures, aren’t we? When we disrupt old habits for new, our bodies have to adjust. I wasn’t worried about it, but I’ve not had a period be so early since I was in high school and NEVER had normal cycles.
I must admit; I have always disliked the word routine. It made me feel like I was locked into something I couldn’t change, that I didn’t have a say so. When my kids were babies, I was supposed to have a routine so they’d eat and burp and poop and sleep when they were supposed to. But our routines were constantly disrupted by something, and I had to be flexible. So I’ve figured out over the last few years that I really am a creature of habit, but I do things under a looser code. I don’t need my time-frames to be exact. I don’t need everything planned down to the nitty gritty.