I had every intention working out while on vacation this past weekend. I even brought my gloves and resistance bands with me. But I decided against it and enjoyed the view instead (well while made Cuong take numerous of pics of me doing just that 😆). _
I’m getting so attached to the gym and feeling uneasy every rest day as if I’m going to gain weight or lose muscle mass during that time. Some call it dedication, some call it negative obsession. Cuong called me out on it and told me to CHILL.
I didn’t freak out during the 3 days off from the gym. I even ate pizza, wings, and RUFFLES (+several margs of course), but did a mental weigh in “did I burn enough calories for this?”
At what point all of this healthy shit becomes unhealthy? All I know is, finding the right balance is harder alone. Having a great support system, in real life and social media, has been the only thing that keeps me sane and in check. I hope you have a crew of positive peeps close to you, if not, I’m nice!!! Come say hi 🙋🏻♀️🙋🏻♀️🙋🏻♀️