I woke up early Tuesday morning knowing I had a full day planned. After a couple dates with the snooze button, I got up and hit the road for an easy four miles. Good music and cool air made for a delightful morning. My protein shake and water started, it was going to be a good day.
We had a follow up appointment for Ry with his doctor to get to the bottom of his stomach pains. After some lab work, the first results look normal. I asked that they also type his blood to determine if we can make some better choices for him that is consistent with his blood type. We are still waiting for those results. He was very brave during the blood drawing, and we stopped by a local big box store for a treat (baseball cards) before returning him to school. I also arranged to pick both kids up after school because I wanted them home with me. It was a good day to hug your children a little longer.
I had two other opportunities to workout - the two hours waiting for the kids to get home and again while kat was in dance. I didn't do either. Instead, I dipped into the potato chips - the craving for salt was unbearable. I took only a portion and was able to stop. But it tasted so good. I opted to skip the pork and pre-made Caesar salad for dinner for a protein bar because I wasn't hungry. The extra coffee I drank earlier had made me jittery and the chips were messing with me too. I felt tired and grumpy and just wanted to curl into a little ball and go to sleep. Instead, I downloaded a show onto my tablet and planned to watch it at the dance studio - I chatted on the phone instead. I went straight to bed and finished the show before falling asleep quickly. At 10:30, I was wide awake. Ry was still awake too. I sat down with him until he fell asleep. Then, I tossed and turned for three more hours. Good news I caught up on the TV show I was trying to watch, but then just shut the alarm off for my 5:00 a.m. wake up call. No early morning walking for me today.
I chocked Wednesday up to a rest day and met Mark for dinner at a local Italian restaurant. A glass of wine and half of a chicken and pasta dish later, I felt better. It was nice to visit with him - just the two of us. Kat was at dance and Ryan was at a friend's house. I could have and should have worked out, but didn't. Oh well, pick up the pieces and move on. I logged my food, drank my water and called it a day.
"I love you, Lord, my strength." Psalm 18:1
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