This morning was so much more difficult getting up. All the excuses were ringing loud and clear cause hubby is doing his work out tonight and I could just do it at the same time. But since I slept in my work out clothes that tiny whisper over the yelling excuses, said you're already dress just get it done. And I got up and pushed play. I was feeling pretty good this morning but slowly as the afternoon approached I felt the crankiness creep in. I thought I had at least one more day before the moodiness of dieting kicked in. But then the attack of the ice cream cake happened. I went into some training at work and I walked into a party. And they had M&M's plain and peanut, Swedish fish and the they were dishing up ice cream cake. And it was the good kind, you know the kind that is ALL ice-cream with a cookie crumble middle w/ chocolate sauce. And they were like here's a slice and I stood there grasping my baggy of measured out blueberries. 😫 I turned down the perfect ice cream cake and wanted to cry. And there was no longer crankiness building up inside it had exploded all over the place.
All the thoughts and reasons why one M&M or a little bit of Ice cream cake wouldn't be to bad was going thru my head. But even with my bad mood I stuck to the plan tonight. I am still sore from yesterdays Total Body Cardio Fix and my legs are still killing me. I don't know how I am going to manage Lower Fix tomorrow. This morning was Upper Fix and I was so tried and I am so out of shape I haven't even been using weights this week. I plan to add them in next week.
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