Ten, Baby!

Yesterday was awesome.  Just in case you didn't hear me squealing from where you are.

It has been a long time since I've gone to bed at night really proud of myself as far as healthy living is concerned.  I've not had a day I consider a 10 in what feels like months. (probably because it's been months)

Well, yesterday I had a ten.  It was fantastic.  I felt so good at the end of the day!  It was nice to know that I came in under my calorie target, ate good, whole, clean foods all day long, and worked my butt off at Fit Club, even though I left my workout clothes at home.  That's right!  I busted my butt in WORK CLOTHES! I kicked off my shoes, and eventually my socks after I learned that otherwise I was going to slip and fall on my face, and got my sweat on.  It was fantastic.  It wasn't the most comfortable workout of my life, but I did it.  No excuses.

Today has been good, too.  I woke up and did Fire 30, had my Shakeology, and planned a day of great nutrition.  I still have plenty of room for dinner, and I know I'm going to finish with a ten.

Why did I let myself go lazy again?  Doing it right feels so good!

OH!  Fun (for not me) update!  Do you remember way back when that I said I fully expect to punch myself in the face with a wayward uppercut during a morning workout?  Prophecy fulfilled.  I whacked myself in the face this morning.  To be completely truthful, it wasn't during an uppercut.  I have better form than that.  I was doing what Chalene Johnson calls the ski, where you raise your hands up with each step.  Caught myself right on the nose.  Yup.  Just call me Grace.

Aaaaaahhhh.....

And I'm normal today.  Woot!

I woke up feeling like me again.  No whining (more than normal), no crabbiness (more than normal), and my face looks normal.  It's still swollen, but you can't tell from the outside, so I call that a win.

I've been crazy productive today; I've done two loads of laundry, cleaned the kitchen, filled the dumpster with remodeling waste, and have done some research for a presentation I will be giving in the next few weeks. Oh!  And I've connected with a few customers and challengers.  And it's not even noon.  Oh yeah.  I'm back.

Now it's time to jump in the shower.  I had a spinach omelet for breakfast, so I'm really looking forward to my Shakeology for lunch after I get washed up and de-stinkified.  I think chocolate with peanut butter is in order.

Happy Saturday, friends!

PMS Sucks

No, I haven't jumped off the wagon face first into a trough of cookie dough.  This time.

I did have a small snow cone this week, and two of those little bitty two bite brownies today.  But that's not the issue. I'm just soooo emotional today!  I have cried, whined, or been bummed out over some really stupid things, which may or may not be stupid things like these:
My kids are too old.
My kids are too young.
My cat ignored my order for her to get out of my bathroom.
My phone rang at the wrong time.
Hubby had to go to work.

I mean seriously, this is ridiculous.  I'll be inhaling a large portion of spinach with dinner before I go crazy*.  I've been working from home most of the day and being fairly productive.  Being productive makes me happy. So I'm in full whiplash mode: happy one minute over my ever shrinking to-do list, then flipped out the next minute because the cat ignored me.  Maybe it's because I didn't give the order in Klingon**.

 *I read that when you're PMS-ing you crave crap because your body really needs zinc and calcium, things that are prevalent in leafy greens.  So when you're craving a brownie, you're really craving a big fat green salad.  Go figure.  The odd thing is that it works.  I'm much more normal-ish when I load up on leafy greens during this tortuous time.
**My cat is named Lursa after a character from Star Trek TNG, DS9, and Generations.

In happy news, my face is almost back down to normal size!  My tooth is still sensitive to temperature, which makes my morning Shakeology a challenge, but it's no biggie.  I have been using a straw so I can aim it to the left side of my mouth.  I'm not willing to drink it without the ice blended in or go without it, so the straw will have to do.

I hope all my friends have a great Memorial Day weekend!