hate when life gets in the way

So, in the past two weeks, I've worked out four times. It's just so frustrating to be making progress and running regularly and then have life come in and mess it up. Granted, I was sick with stomach pains at the beginning of last week, then we flew out East. Between not sleeping well and not eating as well as we normally do, and having to get ready to see different people, it didn't make for good running conditions.

I ran once at my parents and felt great. Then it just seemed that I didn't have the time or energy. Then when I got back home, I was exhausted on Thursday and then sick yesterday. I even left work early because I was so sick. I just came home and slept for hours. So hopefully now that I am well rested and getting back to eating my normal food, I can get back on track with running. I think starting over with running will make me feel better again. I look at my body, and I see lumps and poufiness that I know were going away before my running took second place for a while. I hate that I judge my body so harshly, and I'm trying to be better about that. But it is just so much easier to like my body when I am treating it right.