Commitment-Phobic

I was really hoping there would be an actual word for commitment-phobia so my post would sound scientific and nerdy, but sadly there wasn't and you know what the post is about before you click it...or do you? Clearly, the title isn't in relation to my boyfriend since I've been with him for three years now. It has to do with working out.

I was always an active kid. My mom put me in dance when I was three (I got kicked out for starring at myself in the mirror too much) started back up again when I was about seven and also started t-ball then softball. When I was 12 I started volleyball and that began my 10 year affair with the wonderful sport. But now that a forced relationship with working out is done and I have to make myself do it, it's never as much fun.

Yeah, I try to workout everyday. Yeah, I have weeks when I don't (thank god for a fast metabolism). And then I have weeks where I eat super clean and super healthy. I found the ToneItUp girls back in 2011, jumped right in and bought their meal plan....I think I've used about three recipes from it. I'm a shame ashamed.

Recently, I've been trying to cook at my house, which is typically impossible since my mother is so gosh darn picky. She has to see the recipe and think about it before she can even consider letting me make dinner. Thankfully she let me make it last night (probably because I already made the meal at a friends house once before).

Very attractive face, I know. 

I even got my ass up this morning at 5:45 to meet with a friend at the gym, since I won't have time later today. I'm proud I did it. I hated getting up, but I did it. I've been trying to take pictures of my post workout results and posting to Instagram for the TIU community more recently to keep me motivated. We'll see how long it works. Maybe posting it here will help keep me in line.

I've decided it boils down to my fear of sucking failing and not reaching my goals. I've never really had to set a goal and reach it and I've never been that kind of a person. I have general ideas of how I want things to go but I'm always afraid of not reaching that final destination that is my goal. I've always wanted to run a half-marathon but if I don't stick to a schedule, I won't reach that goal and all my money will be wasted. And as you know, I don't exactly have money to through around. Maybe I need to do a 10k first? I've done a good handful of 5k's already but I'm ready for the next step.

What do you do to stay on track or to stay in line with a goal?

My pups had me distracted while I was working out. Clearly I had to pet them and walk them and play with them.