When your child is sick, it's GAME OVER.
We were awoken every hour by our son who is getting in his large molars. He had a fever and was a bit uncomfortable.
Lots of cuddles got us through the night and he eventually slept from 5am-9am after his fever broke.
But when my alarm went off at 5:30am to be at the gym for 6, I was not feeling the greatest having been up every hour prior.
I had that moment of, screw it, I could just try to fit it in later, but deep down inside I knew my day was packed and it wouldn't happen.
The old me, wouldn't have skipped a workout, but I mostly likely would have done some yoga.
The new me got my butt out of bed, got dressed, and powered through a workout at the gym.
I had back to back meetings and classes today, and by the time dinner hit, I was exhausted.
The thought that came to my mind was, " I could totally go for a glass of wine and some take out."
But suddenly it hit me. I really wasn't craving that food or needing wine.
I was tired. I was mentally done. And I would have been feeding my emotions.
Despite the craziness of the day, I stuck to my meal plan to a T.
Why blow it now?
So we decided to stay the course, and I had my chicken breast, squash, and avocado.
I chose to be proud of myself for making the best choices that will get me closer to my goal.
It's not that any choice is wrong or right, I just wanted to eat to match my goals.
My mind is really starting to change in how I view food.
It really is fuel.
I don't have any emotional attachment to it at all.
I'm proud of my hard work today!
Day 29 of 168.. DONE.
OH-- and my competition shoes came in the mail today!