Do you know those weeks where everything is piling on you non-stop? Yeah, well that was me last week and this week. 12 hour work days, followed by trying to catch up on my sleep while trying to be a good hostess to my friend, Elmo, who opted to spend her spring break with me in NYC =).
I’ve only had one day to workout, and it’s shameful and it’s annoying, and I feel like I’m letting myself go. I never thought I’d say this but I miss how easy it was to slip into a routine in Rhode Island. I had a 24-hour gym, I lived by myself in the middle of nowhere and I had nothing else better to do than to focus on my weight-loss. Now I have every distraction in the world, not to mention major restrictions on when I can workout.
(sighs and hangs head)