I’m down 23.5 pounds, ten in just the past three months, and generally I feel great. But when I started getting cranky and snippy, and I had cravings that rivaled the best of both my pregnancies, I knew it was time. I needed a “cheat day”.
Now, to be honest, I hate the phrase “cheat day”, but I’ll use it so we are all on the same page. I generally am rather strict with my eating and I workout at least once, if not twice, a day. It’s hard work and it’s paying off.
Sometimes though, you need a little break from the hard work. So for the last two days, a cheat day doesn’t have to be 24 hours only ;-), I have eaten whatever I wanted (within reason) and I’ve done just the minimum of a morning workout. I skip my evening workouts to catch up with a friend and watch TV with my husband.
Now, I feel renewed. I want to get up in the morning and make a healthy breakfast for the family. I want to take the boys to the zoo and volunteer at basket pick up tomorrow, and weather permitting maybe even job a little tomorrow night. I’m looking forward to apples and pumpkin seeds and kale smoothies. I have an itch to pick up my weights and unroll my yoga mat.
This is the power and the purpose of cheat days. The purpose not to have a free pass to eat a tub of ice cream (I did have some vanilla with strawberry preserves tonight). The purpose is to let yourself off the hook, clock out for a little while, and allow yourself to relax. Then you can tackle your fitness goals with a whole new vigor.