If stores are to be believed, Valentine’s Day starts in December and lasts all the way until the end of February. On the left is how my local store looks at the moment. Each time I visit, I’m reminded of two things: 1. That I am bitterly single and 2. That I have to resist all temptation for any of this stuff for another month. sigh. Unfortunately, this pink and red explosion can’t be avoided. I don’t control what stores sell, nor its proximity to the entrance. This is exactly why Rob and I created the Challenge. We knew this was going to be slapping us in the face pretty hard and on a regular basis. It’s going to happen twice more before May (St. Patrick’s Day and the insistence that I drink up and Easter, with the insistence that I eat up). Plus, it always looks so pretty. These stores aren’t playing around, but then again, neither am I. I am so determined to succeed and see you all succeed. Instead of going shopping multiple times a week, I’m going to buy as much as I possibly can in one trip to limit my exposure. This particular aisle greets the shoppers of the main entrance, I’ll be using the other, less “Valentine-fied” entrance. I know I can overcome this. Bring it on, V-Day!
In other news, I’ve been wallowing in my own self-pity lately. These past two weeks have been rough for so many different reasons and I’ve been slacking off. I don’t know what I, or who I was expecting to save me, but I’ve finally woken up. Nothing, or no one, is going to save me. Instead, I’ll be doing what I need to do. I’ll be putting in the time and effort it takes to see results. I will let out my frustrations during my exercise. This will build the foundation for a stronger me. Whatever this was, broke me for two weeks, but I plan to work on that so it doesn’t happen again. I love myself too much to let myself be washed away by negative thoughts, especially my own. I’ve chosen to fight, that’s all. I’m ready.
Anyway, have a happy MLK Day. If you have the day off, enjoy it. If not, try to have a good day regardless.
Until next time,
*I decided to change the title of this post because I have no love for this V-Day stuff. None of it. Plus, as I was working out, Eminem’s No Love came on and it resonated me and how I feel right now.