Over the past few months I've begun to backslide a bit. I am not riding the bike much (in this weather!!!), we are eating out more, I am preparing less food at home, I've put on a few pounds. Not a full-blown regression to Exploding Volcano of Wastefulness by any stretch, but enough to bother me (especially the biking part). My philosophy about MMM hasn't changed, but clearly something is getting in the way. Somewhere in my life there is a large nugget of Mustachian Kryptonite that is tripping me up here and there.
For me, I think that mineral has presented itself in the form of having too many balls in the air at one time, and just general stress. My mother has recently moved from her run down house to an apartment for health reasons, and I am in charge of getting the house fixed up and sold along with helping her get acclimated to her new lifestyle (a job I took on because she is not physically capable of it, and, well, that's what sons are supposed to do for their Mom). Mom has been very grateful for the help, and it's a project I'm glad we took on while we could be proactive instead of reactive about it. It's stressing me out just thinking about it, however, as there's a decent bit of pressure I've put upon myself to get it right. This has been going on for the better part of two months and on one level I am very happy about the progress that has been made (a lot of MMM sweat equity has saved Mom thousands in contractor work), but it has been a stress pit all the same. I think that has been wearing me down and affecting my habits - I've opted for quick and easy on more than one occasion. We are finally at the part where contractors are doing the things we either don't have the skill or time to complete, and so my load is lightening up considerably in the next few weeks. We hope to have the house on the market by June 12, and then I can get back to my already busy life.
As things lighten up I need to make sure that backsliding remains an exception to the rule and not let that piece of Mustachian Kryptonite create new (old) bad habits. That's my short term challenge going forward.
How about you dear reader, do you ever encounter your own Mustachian Kryptonite? Share your experiences.