Yesterday was a long day. After being on the road all day Monday, it was back to the ole' grind with a vengeance. I love being able to work so much overtime, I really do...I'm very thankful for the opportunity, because it allows Keith to stay home. But I'd be lying if I said it didn't wear on me some days, especially as I get older. I want to feel like getting back on the track in two weeks. Hell, I want to feel like getting out and walking TODAY. But each day, it's a battle. Too tired, too busy, too effing cold. Yes, it all applies. And yes, they're all excuses.
My eating was pretty much on point yesterday, with one exception; the cashews seduced me again. I counted them, of course, and still stayed under my calorie count for the day; all the same, I sure am glad the jar is almost empty.
My goal today is pretty simple. I want to move. I've been stagnant on my exercise for about two weeks, now, and that's no bueno. Gotta do much better if I'm gonna meet my short and long-range fitness goals. By summer, I want to be flying around the track again, even if that's figuratively speaking. Besides, the extra push to my metabolism right before my Friday weigh-in sure couldn't hurt!
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