I bought two pieces of cheesecake for myself (and to share with the sister in law) and I made them last for FIVE DAYS. This has to be a world record.
I've only worked out one time this entire week. Once! And I haven't even missed it. Running is making me angry.
I cried so hard reading this blog this week, that I had snot running down my chin and my husband was worried I would need to be committed. I also laughed just as hard as I cried at different parts.
I'm pretty sure my kids are the funniest kids on the planet. Case in point: "Mom! I finished all of my chocolate ice cream! Can I have a treat now?" -Annie
I've been trying, and failing, at only eating one treat/day. I blame it on the cheesecake.
I haven't been in love with training for a spring marathon- even though I don't mind winter running. I'm ready for some greenery in my life.
Is it possible to go through withdrawals from a TV show? Because I'm pretty sure I'm having them since Downton Abbey ended.
Speaking of- I actually started to like Mary towards the end. Say what?!
I want to trade in my speed for endurance like this guy.
I took a 2 1/2 hour nap on Wednesday.
I have a secret drawer....
|New Year's Resolution FAIL|
Shhhh! Don't tell my kids.