One of my biggest exercise "fall-off-the-wagon" triggers was taking a day off from a workout. Today was one of those days. Just a CRAZY day with a million and one things to do (I literally had to make a To Do list last night so I didn't forget anything!), and then some. I woke up thinking I was going to have time to squeeze a workout in, but it just didn't pan out that way.
Today was the day my husband and I decided to celebrate our eldest daughter's birthday, even though it isn't her actual birthday. Daddy's gearing up to leave for his deployment, and so not only were we cramming a mock birthday in, but tomorrow is our Farewell BBQ where local friends can come and spend a few hours with the man of the hour before his 9-months in the sandbox. Whenever something comes up where I've got people coming over, in my mind, it means one thing: Power Clean. EVERYWHERE. Maybe I inherited the tendency from my mom (sorry Mom, didn't mean to rat you out! Haha), but whenever guests were coming over, even if the house was decent to everyone else, my mom went NUTS cleaning the house to make it more presentable. And if everyone didn't get up to help? WHOA! Watch out. :-/
I'm not saying I don't clean regularly anyway when I don't have frequent guests coming over, but I certainly don't let the cleaning consume all of my time. I keep meaning to write out an annual cleaning schedule so that I don't feel like the world is crumbling down on me when I decide to actually take on tasks that I've forgotten about for a few weeks or months (clean out and sanitize the refrigerator; pull the fridge and stove out and cleaning behind and underneath; re-organize my small appliances, kitchen drawers and cabinets, and pantry; dusting; scrubbing the tubs; etc etc etc). However, when people are coming over, I certainly make a better effort to at least throw the clean, unfolded clothes into my bedroom (shut the door), scrub the toilets, vacuum and mop the floors, make sure all dishes are done and put away, everything is off the floor and put away, dog poop is picked up in the yard, etc. Basically making sure the main living spaces (and anywhere else they may frequent) are cleaned, pretty, sanitized, and smell nice (Thank God for Scentsy!).
Anyway, point of the story is, I had way too much crap to do today. Once I got started doing the things on my list, I got in the clean-zone. I didn't want to break it. I KNEW that if I stopped cleaning and started working out, my cleaning for the day would be over. And so I deemed today my rest day. It was the logical, and sane, thing to do with my situation for today, and guess what? I CHOSE not to let my choice upset me, or make me feel weak, or view it as a downfall in my progress. I was genuinely too busy to get it in today. AND IT'S OKAY! I just won't make it a habit. :)
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