I wrote this near the beginning of this year:

"When life happens you've got to have a Plan B. Or at the very least learn to be flexible to make it work. The hardest part about this whole thing is keeping it together with things come up that throw you off your plan and your routine. The key is not to feel panicked and defeated and throw your original plan out the window the moment something comes up; you've got to roll with the punches and come up with a way to make it work. In the end, even though your original plan didn't play out as expected, at least you can feel good knowing that you still took control over the new factors of your day and did not compromise your commitment to your priorities of fitness and nutrition or whatever is your case.

I have this thing where I can't stand being late for anything. If I feel like I don't have a comfortable amount of time to be here or there for whatever, I won't push doing something else before it. Jacki and I had plans since the weekend to see "P.S. I Love You" on Wednesday night (tonight) and then yesterday I realized that I have massage therapy tonight and the only other time this week we could both make it was last night. I already had plans to go to the gym after work. (Priority). I get off of work at 4:30. The movie starts at 6:50. Seems like plenty of time, but it's about 15-20 min drive to the theatre from the gym and we have to squeeze in a supper in there too. We planned to meet at 5:45 to grab a bite at Subway before the show. This sounds kind of quirky but between the time it takes to change and get to the gym and into exercise, it was a step out of my comfort zone to get that in before meeting up with Jacks before the movie for a bite. I think the reason why I insist on being on time - if it's at all in my control - is because I believe that promptness is a gesture of respect.

Anyway, my whole rambling point here is that I have made exercise a priority for me and I will have to rearrange and change things every now and then for whatever life decides to bring and if you make a decision, a concrete, absolute decision, that good nutrition and exercise are priorities, then you can find a way to make it work and to make it happen. There is always a way. I now take inspiration from myself when I hear myself coming up with excuses for why I can't because I have proved to myself what I am made of already. I will never forget that when I was laid up in my house for 2 months with a broken hip, foot and soft tissue shoulder and neck injuries, having to use a walker, raised toilet seat, bath transfer bench, extended shower head and a reacher, I still made it a priority to focus on good nutrition. FH attached a basket to my walker so that I could make trips to the kitchen myself when he went back to work to fix a healthy meal and stick to my plan. It was hard, the hardest things I've ever faced, but I did it and it's paid off a zillion per cent in every single aspect of my life. I know what I am made of and I think I will forever be grateful that I was given the opportunity to prove this to myself and will not ever take that for granted.

SO, a little discomfort in being a couple minutes late in exchange for sticking to my commitment to exercise and to get to my goal was well worth it yesterday. I got the gym, did 33 mins of treadmill, stretches and landed at Subway at exactly 5:45 as I was supposed to. I wasn't even late, but ironically, Jacki was!"

That came from MY head. Sometimes it pays to go back and read a few posts you have written when you were at different places with this battle emotionally. How can you argue with yourself?