Start living healthy

The past couple of weeks was one of the worst in my life so far. My girlfriend of almost two years have decided that she can’t deal with having a relationship with me, and we broke up. If you add the stress I’ve been getting from work, I’m sure our old family doctor would cringe.

Anyway, since I feel like crap emotionally, I decided to pick up where I left off with this goal. I’ve had such a good start, what with eating healthy and starting to exercise, but this got shelved because of the emotional upheavals in my life at the moment. Screw it. I’ll just have to start taking good care of myself agaqin. I mean, if I don’t do it, who will, right?

I’m no longer skipping meals. Next would be to incorporate exercise into my everyday schedule. So starting next week, every Monday, Wednesday and Friday, I’m going to start moving my butt. Then I’m going to increase that to 5 times per week.

I would like to be able to take the stairs without the wheezing and the near-fainting when you get to the top.

I have been eating breakfast for the past 3 days now. Mostly whole grain cereal and ramen noodles. But it’s a start. I used to go for months without eating breakfast, rationalizing that I can always do brunch instead. And also because of this misguided notion that skipping it will help me lose weight.

I did yoga today for an hour. It felt really good and it made me remember how much I enjoy doing it. It also made me aware that I’m not as flexible as I used to be. Ugh. Hopefully, once I start doing this again regularly, I won’t be as horrified when my instructor says “Downward Facing Dog everybody!”

is the day that i’ll be incorporating regular exercise to my daily routine. One of my bestfriends actually asked me to go running with her yesterday with a couple of other people from work. I had to decline because I don’t have any decent running shoes in my condo. Not unless you count the Vans slip ons that I use on weekends. Anyway, what she suggested sounded like a pretty good idea. So I went to my mom’s house to get my trusty pair of running shoes. Hopefully, I won’t get an asthma attack for doing this.

It’s Wednesday morning where I am and I’ve been awake for 2 hours already. I was still a bit catatonic when I suddenly though about this goal.

First of all, I don’t know how to begin. I know I should eat on time. And I know that I should move my ass and get some exercise. However, the minute I start making plans on how I can get this done, the other side of my brain starts throwing excuses. That I couldn’t really get that much exercise, that walking to and from the office already counts. That eating healthy is expensive and I’m trying to save money anyway. That not eating is actually good, because losing a few more weight is not really a bad thing.

I guess what’s lacking is external motivation. This sounds incredibly obnoxious but, somehow, the reason I don’t take this seriously enough is because deep inside I think there’s nothing to fix. And when it ain’t broken…

I know I’m not the epitome of a healthy lifestyle. I ingest too much sugar, caffeine and nicotine. I don’t drink that much, so thank God for small mercies.

I know that I should do something about this. I know that I should start being a little more conscious of how I take care of my body. So I’m getting back on track today, right now.

I think it’s time I try to at least make an effort on living healthy. If my doctor knew what I’ve been doing to myself, I’m sure I’d get an earful. I eat a lot of junk food; I don’t sleep much, I barely exercise and I don’t eat breakfast. I spend all my time and energy reading books, going to the movies, hanging out with my girlfriend, consuming an alarming amount of coffee.

I should start with eating on time. I always skip meals and that really screwed up my metabolism. I ignore my body when alarm bells start ringing, telling me that I need to eat.

Yup, this is what I’ll do first.