Oh man I know. I had a great routine for like a year and a half. I had finally gotten motivation again after losing my dog.
I was eating like maybe 1000 calories a day. Maybe. 300 sit ups a day, A hundred at a time. My 30 pound curler and hiking 4 miles 3 times a day. And other little shit. And then I ran into my ex who had unbeknownst to me become the laziest shit ever. I tried to make her go hiking. Well not Make her. She said she wanted to go. But 5 minutes in she sat down in the middle of the trail like a child and we had to leave. That kept happening. I also didn't trust her at my place alone. So that pretty much ruined everything. I finally got rid of her and then all the tick stuff happened and I've never recovered. Having a dog would really help because you have no choice but to give it exercise. But I can't have one here.
Now I'm trying to get motivated again. But this place sucks. So many ticks.
I never added salt for most of my life. It's not until I moved here that I started. It's not much. Just a sprinkle on some things. But it's still an increase. Same with soda. I was never that much of a soda drinker, If I had one it would last me all day. But the last year I've been hitting it hard. Too hard. So I'm done with that.
Ugh yeah! Some of those low sodium things are really bland!
Yeah I hate this switch over. As if my hours weren't screwed up enough!