...but it's okay.
This morning I woke up at 8:00, and immediately put on my "walking" clothes, because otherwise I knew I would get sucked into the computer and never get to the walking.
Today I had a treat, because my husband and stepson decided to join me. Up we climbed for what seemed like forever, and without a video break, this time the walk was much more difficult. My lungs hurt, my heart pounded, and, inexplicably, my ears were ringing. We made it to the top, enjoyed the view, and headed back down again.
I made some homemade carrot/apple/ginger juice which served as my breakfast (along with some freshly brewed Ritual coffee... mmmmm...), and had a slice of whole wheat toast with a little peanut butter as my "lunch" at 11:30.
Why such a sparse menu today? Because tonight was date night, of course.
Oh, it was lovely! Foreign Cinema, baked cheese, champagne, pasta, pot de creme... I blew the rest of my Weight Watchers points for the week, but it was one night. And I chose to spend them this way.
See? Choose. Choice.
Feel bad? No.
Yoga at 9:00 am tomorrow.
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