This is a very hard post for me to write. It’s time for me to be honest, and hope that you don’t stop reading. I was doing so well, until this last week. I was working out 6 days a week, and being very careful with my diet, until this last week. It’s hard, people, to be good all the time!
Between my birthday (when I took the day off), then The Husband’s birthday (again, off day) and then my anniversary (once again, off day) I was setting up some pretty bad patterns. I think I would have been fine if it was just one of those days, but having all three right in a row was bad for me. It made it so much easier to compromise on all the other days.
This last week was a very bad PMS week. Ladies, you know