For whatever reason, this week has been atrocious. The most frustrating part is, I can’t even put my finger on what is wrong. I have a serious case of the blah’s and just feel “who cares” about everything. My eating has been terrible, and I’ve skipped workouts the last two days.
Less than a pound from a major mini-goal, and here I am, screwing it up big time. And I can’t even explain why.
This evening, whether I feel like it or not, I am going to make myself work out. If I have to kick, scream, swear, and howl in protest the entire time, I am going to get a workout in tonight!
Sweat & Sparkle 