This photo is here to pretend for me that I am a happy camper right now.
Weigh in this morning really stunk. 191. up 2 pounds. Boo. Hate. The. Scale.
My morning was going pretty good except I was upset I didn't wake up when my alarm went off so I could go on a run this morning before everyone woke up. Then Cody woke me up at 7am. I had real good devotions this morning, then I cleaned the kitchen really good, made yummy eggs, toast, and country potatoes for breakfast.
For no apparent reason I didn't watch what I ate today. I felt very down and unmotivated all day. It was a beautiful day today and I wasted it by staying inside, cleaning and sorting and being lazy. I am angry at myself for not getting back on track today, and for missing my run. I am also really burdened about my bike. I rode it in Morgan Hill and it's really hurting my neck and back to ride it. It's not selling. I text the guy that sold it to me and he said he'd give me half of what I paid him for it back. No way buddy. Really praying it will sell so I can train on a good bike.
I decided last week that I am counting calories for a while to see how that goes. [Don't remember if I already posted that.]
We really need groceries but can't get them for a few days, so it's going to be challenging staying on track.
Tomorrow, going on a run before church. Maybe swimming too. Need a good sweat. Then looking forward to our winter Revival starting tomorrow. Lord knows I need it!
Time to go force the hubby to watch Biggest Loser with me.
Love, The Curvy Housewife