Boy oh boy.. anyone who tells you that diet is only a small fraction of the make up of how you feel should live the way I’ve been living the last few weeks.
If you’ve been following along my wife, son and I have moved from Central Alberta to Regina. That was turmoil enough, but combine a wonky schedule at recentley and you get a whole mess of issues.
I can make a million excuses as to why my diet has been crappy for at least six weeks, but honestly, there really is no TRUE excuse. As a matter of convenience and laziness we have been eating out far too much. We are now somewhat settled, but not completely moved and things are starting to get a bit more stable, but there are still some moving issues to take care of.
On top of that, I haven’t been to a gym in ages. My kettlebells are in storage somewhere (I think) and I haven’t gotten my butt motivated enough to head any sort of gym. Part of that is trying to get the lay of the land in our new home. Again, an excuse. They’re easy to make up and fall into.
I miss my kettlebells (or anyone else’s for that matter) and I miss my veggies.