A few days ago I shared something I wasn't proud of. After my uncle's vigil and prayer gathering, what started as a plan to stay within my calories turned into a full-on binge. I felt bloated, uncomfortable and, if I'm being honest, ashamed of myself. When I stepped on the scales and saw the number go up... my mind immediately went into panic mode. "I've ruined everything." "I've undone months of progress." "What's the point?" It's amazing how quickly our minds can catastrophise after one bad day. 😔 But then I spoke to my coach. He reminded me to zoom out. 🔍 Yes, my nutrition let me down that day. But what about everything else? ✅ I still hit my step goal all week. 😴 My sleep was on point. 🏋‍♀️ Got my training in One day didn't suddenly erase all of that. That conversation was exactly what I needed. Instead of letting one binge turn into a bad week, I remembered something I tell myself often... Don't miss twice. 💙 So that's exactly what I did. 🥗 I went straight back to my usual nutrition. 🚶‍♀️ Back to my daily walks. 🏋️‍♀️ Back in the gym. 😴 Back to prioritising my sleep. No punishment. No starving myself. No trying to "make up" for it. Just back to the habits that got me here in the first place. And guess what? The scales have started moving in the right direction again. ⬇️ This is exactly why its important to share the highs and the lows. I don't want anyone to think this journey is perfect because it isn't. I still have moments where I doubt myself. I still have days where I make mistakes. I still have days where my emotions get the better of me. The difference now is that I don't let one bad day become a reason to quit. Progress isn't about never falling. It's about getting back up every single time. If you're reading this after having a bad day, don't wait until Monday. Don't wait until next week. Just don't miss twice. One meal doesn't define you. One day doesn't define you. Your next decision does. ❤️💪

It has been a while since my last update so here goes nothing. Work has been chaos - in all truth and honesty, is it ever not chaos? It was less a roller coaster, more a race car being pushed to its limits and a prayer that the engine will not burn. And when the adrenaline has been riding high for so long, there's only the crash thereafter - well, yes. On the dragon boat front, there has been quite a bit of eye-roll inducing happenings lately - they've rolled so much that my eyes may as well be white than black. But alas, we control what I can, and in this case, how I reacted to referred nonsense - with utter rage! No I'm joking - conversations were had (as calmly as possible). Training has been hard work - or as the Chinese say, bitter first, sweet later. (No blood), sweat and (not yet) tears are being poured into each training session in preparation for a major race in 2.5 months. There's still much work to be done, and we're going to keep working. As for the gym workouts, I don't know what to make of it. I've been going yet feeling like I'm not doing anything, just going through the motions of just doing the workouts. The silver lining - I've kind of gotten friendly with the regulars that I see every morning - like so familiar that they were shocked that I was done so early this morning. But I'm taking deep breaths, mind-reset, and tackling those weights again. Wherever you are, I'm sending all the positive energy and all the support and all the love. You are doing an amazing job. You are worthy! You got this!