Last night, Lindsay and I drove to Boston to attend the surprise birthday party for our former college roommate, Nicole, who we also just saw this past weekend. Nicole’s boyfriend, Hez, threw her a beautiful and fun surprise party that her closest friends attended. Hez created a hilarious video for Nicole that included pictures from when she was growing up, during our college years, and post college. Hez was also creative and even had her friends and parents send in videos wishing her a happy birthday.
After mingling and watching the video, we snacked on appetizers and sipped a little wine, before Linds and I left around 9 to make the drive back home.
This morning was ROUGH. I ended up going to bed later than normal, and that coupled with being tired to begin with, didn’t make my morning any easier. I struggled through a short run and in getting ready in time.
- 3.3 mile run. DEATH
- 2 sets of 100, jump rope
- 1 minute plank
- 2 sets of 20 mountain climbers
- 25 jumping jacks
- 2 sets of 15 stair push-ups
I quickly whipped together a shake to bring to work, and after a few gulps, my stomach instantly turned. I have not been able to stand due to the twisting pain in my abdomen, and it also hurts to sit and wiggle around in my chair. I have no idea what’s wrong, as it’s not a stomach ache per se. My stomach has started to rumble, but I cannot even fathom eating anything right now. Actually, I can’t even fathom moving in inch in my chair.
I didn’t make the healthiest eating decisions last night. I did superb at the party and stuck to the fruit bowl. Literally cleared the section of honeydew melon. That shit was bomb. Today, I tried on 3 different pairs of pants and decided that I wouldn’t feel slim in any of them due to my late night attack on my jar of almond butter.
I think everyone has an epiphany where they say,”Ok, enough is enough. I am taking control of my health and eating decisions from this moment forward.” I am currently having said epiphany. I’m sick of eating so healthy during the day but watching my hard work and effort fall to the wayside when I make crappy decisions at night.
It’s time to change my patterns and FULLY live the healthy life I want.