This isn’t much of a post, really. More a confession. Reads like it should be scandalous. Sadly, not.
I worked out once last week. Uno. One. 1. Un. And my diet has been crap. Paleo lunch. Paleo Breakfast, then a wretched carb-fest for dinner. I need a hired goon to kick my arse and get me back on track.
In my downtime, I have tortured myself with research of workouts, transformation success stories, and the like. I can’t put my finger on what has derailed me. But, there it is. I’ve admitted it.
I am being treated for a vertigo presumably associated with a neck issue. So twice a week I see a chiropractor who beats the stuffing out of me, or so it feels the next day. And, oddly enough, it appears to be working.
So, where do I go from here? Time to get my arse in gear and get back on target.