So What….You Messed UP

So we are sitting here reflecting on some of the bad decisions that we made this week. And it’s only Tuesday night!

It’s okay if you’ve messed up your diet or what I like to “life plan. If you have already begun beating yourself up, you will find yourself traveling down the same road tomorrow and the day after. You have to learn to shake it off and move on. The quicker you do so, the faster you’ll see results.

How to Bounce Back Quickly

You have to talk nice to yourself and remember that everyone struggled before they got it right. Changing the way you eat and the frequency of your training takes time. But when we talk down to ourselves or look in the mirror and criticize every part of our body, we will throw in the towel and order that extra-large pizza loaded with all the trimmings. 

BUT you can’t do that!!!!!

Correct your behavior and do better. There isn’t any food that tastes better than success. 

Keep telling yourself that you are worthy of good health, and you DESERVE to feel good.

Keep it Simple

Cooking healthy meals will not break the bank. On average, Americans will spend more money when they eat take-out versus cooking at home. And when you cook at home, you have the pleasure of knowing what’s in your meal. You are in control of your health and not a random stranger.

But the key is to stop overthinking your meals. 

Pinterest has saved my life, and is my go-to spot. When I run out of healthy meal ideas, I go straight to Pinterest and search for “quick healthy meals. I type in quick because I don’t have time to spend hours in my kitchen cooking. I need to be in and out!

Okay, with all that being said, I wish you all well for the rest of the week. And if you need any advice, please let me know.

I WANT US ALL TO WIN. One mess up will not stop us.

You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored.

~Belladonna~

#TWIO…The Wait Is Over

Today marks 8 months, 22 days, 21 hours, 8 minutes, and 20 seconds since my son’s last football game. Not that I’m keeping track or anything.

Today is a big deal! They’re having their first scrimmage tonight to kick off the season, and I could not be more pumped for my son and his teammates. Last season they came back after a horrific season, they went 0-10, and I swear every game felt like a funeral. School spirit from the students was absent from the scene, and the parents sat there with little motivation to cheer.

Then Coach Watson showed up and replaced the DEAD beat of a “coach.” He brought his staff with him and rewrote our football program!

He brought the game back to life and reshaped the boy’s minds. He made them believe that they could be the best, but they have to show up and put in blood, sweat, and tears. And they did just that. But first, they had to get the nasty taste of last season out of their spirit. They ended the 2020 season 5-5.

Even though they did better than the prior year, they were still left hungry and starving for more.

In one year, my son went from not liking football (which shook me because I never thought I would hear him say that) to wanting to bulk up and put his best attempt forward to play college ball. So my husband and I told him to “say less.” We gotcha covered.

He went from 220 pounds to 265 pounds of pure muscle!

We had to buy an additional refrigerator to meal prep adequately, but it was worth every penny. My husband trained with him every weekend and in the evenings during the week.

Every week I noticed a new piece of equipment added to our workout room. What used to be a dining room now looks like a total fledge gym, which is fine with me because it was wasted space. No one ever ate in there. So I with pleasure I removed all the furniture.

We dedicated our summer to football camp after football camp. We were leaving many miles and states between us and home. He thanked us all summer and, when asked by family, “E2, do your parents revolve around your packed schedule?”

He responded quickly with a “YES.”

He added, “I take up A LOT of their time.”

Not one day went by where he didn’t hug me and tell me he loved me. I know he does, but it sure does melt my heart to hear it.

We don’t know his future with football, so I’m glad his grades are top-notch, and he is in AP classes (advanced placement). But I know his heart is aching for college ball, so I pray that God will show him and guide him whatever is best for him.

But today, we enjoy the first game of his LAST season of high school football.

I’m not crying. You are!

You could have chosen any blog to read, but you chose mine, and I’m honored!

~Belladonna~