Crap, I want some.
The title is an expression of how I feel. I realise I haven’t posted in a few days and that is when the feeling started.
I have been feeling a bit ill each morning in the last few days (pregnancy is not an option). On Friday I felt ill and down, I needed a good kick up the butt to pull me out of this place. I was fine partially as knew I had a one on one PT session at 10am. Anyway as I was super keen to win this breakfast I got up early and did a session of TurboJam.
I would drop the kids off doing the banking and go. Well just before leaving the house I got a text from Andrew saying he was not available. I asked for a catch up session and he said he was away for a week. (Did I tell you he just got selected to represent Wellington in cricket?). This news crashed me but I keep going physically even if not mentally.
I got to the gym and just didn’t have much in me. I still did my usual workout and when i got on the treadmill my right ankle was giving me jib. It has for a few days but this was hurting bad. At 3mins I was ready to get off, did I, NO. I pushed through and at 26mins I got off and did the stretches to cool down. Just before I was to leave I went and asked a staff member if there was anything I could do extra to help the ankle. He told me some stretches but I already do them. We got to chatting about our lack of PT sessions due to Andrew’s availability. Well as it happens it was Carl the Head PT. So he has decided to take our team over and weigh us and schedule one on ones.
Being Friday we go shopping and buy McDonald’s for tea. We did the shopping and went to get take aways and boy was I craving a combo. I think the lack of treat foods is why I am in the slump. This eating regime is hard and really feels like a diet and I am not enjoying it. No carbs after 3pm is rough. Every evening meal on our 4 week menu has a carb at dinner. Well I abstained and went home and ate salad and chicken.
Went to bed and couldn’t sleep as kept thinking of the weigh in, which is doing my head in.