When I read Lauren Fleshman’s Runner’s World post on keeping it real, I loved her even more. She is a crazy strong, crazy fast, mother runner, who added NYFW to her resume, and she has parts of her she isn’t fond of, and pictures of herself she wants hidden.
OMG… She’s a normal woman! It’s refreshing that someone like her would expose her own insecurities. In the blogging world, I pretty consistently feel like there are fellow bloggers who hide the not so pretty parts of their lives, which honestly makes me less interested in reading their stuff.
I’m not just a transparent blogger, I’m often probably too raw with my thoughts and feelings. I’ve shared dark thoughts, sad times, as well as my happy ones. The idea of #keepingitreal made me beyond happy. I applaud the thought of sharing the less than perfect parts of ourselves, whether in pictures, in words, or in actions.
My pictures and recipes make it seem like I eat super healthy food all the time. Completely incorrect. While I do try to eat clean most of the time, some days or weeks I fall back into old bad habits. This week was one of them.
The snow and ice has completely killed my motivation, and is turning me into a bear beefing up for hibernation. All I want to do is eat stuff I know I shouldn’t. I bought and ate candy in the airport on the way home from Nashville. I’ve skipped my workouts and runs since Monday morning. I literally sat on my couch for almost 12 hours on Thursday, except to walk to Whole Foods, buy a loaf of freshly made 7 grain bread, and peanut butter with coconut oil, which I proceeded to eat, for hours.
I had no reason to do this, but have had no will to stop. I know what I’m doing, and am ready to take my diet seriously again, but for the last week, I’ve loved it. I’ll hate it when I’m working myself into a sweaty mess at Unite this weekend, but sometimes, you just have to let yourself go through it, so you end up on the other side.
So there’s the beginning of my #keepingitreal story. Stay tuned!
Did you read Lauren’s post? Thoughts?
Do you have something you do that doesn’t align with the story you tell of yourself?
Most recent indulgence?