Things have been a little crazy around these parts with my Grandma in the hospital and all that, but prepare to be amazed: I did some planning, did some food prepping, scheduled out some workouts and STUCK TO IT. Whodda thunk it?
I knew that time would be tight yesterday, and so I came home and did my strength workout right away. And then, knowing that I’d be working late on Wednesday, even did an interval session afterwards, effectively getting two workouts ticked off my to-do list. Go, me!
Then I headed to the hospital and hung out there for a few hours; by the time I got home, I was starving. So, what did I do? Order a pizza? Buy a gallon of ice cream? No! I ate the salad that I had prepared over the weekend for dinner. BOOYAH! (<— is that how you spell that??)
Not having to think or make decisions really works for me, apparently. And it felt good to know that I did the right stuff and was responsible and all that. For the first time in awhile, I’m ahead of my workouts and am not freaking out about what to eat. And after last week, this is a very welcome change of scenery for me. Sometimes, just the right amount of stress seems to work in my favor.
I’m planning out the whole week but focusing on one day at a time. Here’s to a good, heathy rest of the week!
