Yesterday my e
vil coworker brought in donuts again. I spotted the pink pastry box mocking me from across the room as I was passing through the common area. I wanted to dive on top of those donuts, grab as many as I could, run back to my cubicle and shove them all in my mouth. Instead I walked to the water fountain and had a pep talk with myself. I asked myself why I wanted those donuts? Was I really hungry? If I was, why not eat the watermelon sitting on my desk? Was I stressed? Did I need those donuts? How would all that sugar in a pastry form make me feel? Needless to say, I didn’t have a single donut, I would call that WINNING!!!
What I wouldn’t call winning though is the pizza I had on Wednesday (even if it was thin crust) and the Doritos I shoved into my face on Thursday (instead of donuts). It is my fault though, I made a serious booboo and forgot to meal prep this week. I claim exhaustion by the time my family left on Sunday. Actually it was more like LAZINESS. Happens. I assumed I would have time later on this week and of course I never actually had the time. But I did manage to eat somewhat healthy (besides the pizza and chips).
I have been desperately knitting each night trying to finish my project before Sunday. So I have not gotten around to making it to the gym to give my ID to them so I could activate my membership. Which means I have been messing around with my run training schedule a bit to avoid really rainy days. Stupid bi-polar rain showers, one minute it is all sunny skies and the next it is pouring down on my head. But I managed one suckfest training day on Tuesday and have another one planned for tonight. Rain or shine. Seriously, I will run in the rain at this point. I am desperate to stay on track. I have four months to train for this 5k. I am even thinking about running Saturday and Sunday as well, but they say NOT to run two days in a row if you can avoid it. *sigh*
This weekend is going to be super busy but that is okay because I get Monday off as a bonus. So Monday I plan on meal prepping, yoga and maybe another run training session once the husband gets home. There has been a few problems with serial rapist and women running alone being attacked in the city I live in, nowhere near my house of course (we live in a safe neighborhood) but the husband and I have been noticing a few suspicious people hanging out on the trail we run. There are trees and tall bushes, so after reading those news articles, I am a little more aware.