Yesterday was a struggle. (So much that I waited until right now to write this post)
I woke up just fine, slept through the night... I almost forgot what it was like to go to bed and not wake up a couple hours later and struggle falling back asleep! Had my black coffee, made scrambled eggs with hash browns (2/3 sweet potato 1/3 Yukon gold) and prepped the two cakes I had to make and decorate. Reflex is to taste the icing, but mind over matter prevailed and I trusted my recipe/made my brother taste test (which he was happy to). Between making the cakes and making lunch by the time dinner came around I was exhausted. For lunch I prepared chicken salad (stuffed inside cucumbers and tomatoes for my dad, and as a side salad with broccoli and greens for me). I had my fat goggles on and naturally put a lot in my bowl and *shocker* I ended up only eating half, then eating the other half at dinner with half a grass fed beef burger. According to my plan, I was supposed to be making Chipotle Turkey Meatballs. I laughed and said fuck it (and grabbed ground beef). Another day for those meatballs...
I decorated my second cake until 11pm and got ready for bed. I actually washed my face, moisturized and put on eye cream! (FORTH CONSECUTIVE NIGHT-that’s never happened.)
As I plopped in bed this thought crossed my mind: Did I workout today???? NOPE.
Forgive me Daily Burn for I have sinned.