This weekend TGIM left me with the Marble's and drove off to Everglades City for some male bonding. It's all fine and dandy that he got his "me" time, but his absence sent me over the edge and everything that I worked so hard for fell apart this weekend. My eating went to crap. I polished off a half gallon of Heath Bar ice cream about an hour ago. A half gallon that I had been grazing on since Friday. I didn't run at all. This isn't good because I have the Turkey Trot on Thursday and Warrior Dash next Friday.
Monday is a new day. A new week. A new time to make better choices! Fingers crossed for a nice morning so I can go for my run before I have to sleep for work tomorrow night!
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