Don’t know why it took me so long to get a post out this morning. Just kind of feeling overwhelmed by all I have to do with getting ready, packing, handling more stomach issues. But I haven’t done a confession post in a while and I was just feeling it today.
Confession… since I am leaving Sunday morning I only went shopping once last Friday. That means my fridge is bare and my dinners have been kind of hilarious combinations. Roasted cabbage last night though did hit the spot. After Kaitlin’s post and realizing I seriously only have popcorn and egg left, I am debating whether to just buy a whole watermelon and dominate that tonight. #craving #sorryi’mnotsorry
Confession… I finally did laundry after an over two week hiatus. No I don’t have that many clothes to not wear the same thing. Maybe, just maybe I re wore sweaty running shirts after letting them air dry. #gross #nodates
Confession... I saw PB2 as I was browsing Whole Foods. I didn’t buy it but I think I am going to make some more staple purchases when I return from California. I really don’t have any of those staples that can stick around in my cabinet which really is stupid now that I think about it. Yes, I may have to sell my arm with the amount of money I may chalk out but in the end I need some staples. Plus, I have never tried PB2. #newfoods #brokecitygirl
Confession… the apartment hunting isn’t getting easier. I have been playing with numbers already knowing I will have to spend more than I ever thought. That means looking at all my other expenses and seeing how I can manage those so I can afford a place. The worst part is, apartment buildings look at the money you have to assure that you will be able to pay. Wuh oh. Less spending in the next few weeks until I get a place that means #ihatesearching #findmeahome
Confession… my sleeping is bonkers. See me tweet at 12 am? Read emails at 3 am? I haven’t been sleeping normal hours at all. I try to be in bed by 10, wake up usually around 1130, again at 2 am, maybe at 4 am, finally pulling myself to run at 545 am. Blows. I can’t wait to have a real bed and apartment. #dragging #airmattressproblems
Confession… I have a lot of lofty goals for myself following my work trip to California. I will have three days of the apartment all to myself where I really am going to sit down and organize my random anxieties. I keep saying I will do this, do that but I haven’t. I still haven’t really cooked anything with my coconut flour, I still haven’t really made any great meals, I still haven’t found a way to increase my healthy fats or protein. Got to change. Luckily my motivation is high despite my wallet being low. I think California could be that propeller and break that I need to really dive into it. #holdingon #motivationfrenzy
Confession… my training has been feeling great. I know I don’t talk about my training, basically because I don’t feel like I am ‘the best’ or ‘the most fit’ person out there, but I do try to train. Despite no strength training (I know this sucks!), I have been pumping out 50-60 mile weeks with 2x of Bikram. These have felt great which makes me one happy camper. I am starting to miss the upper body workouts but I just don’t have time or even self motivation to do it by myself. I miss the fitness classes a lot for this reason. #whatupperbodymuscles? #runstreak
Confession… my five days in California for work are probably going to be little to no exercise. I know, I know, I could get it in but being honest with myself, I don’t think I will be fueled properly to exercise like I normally do. Trips are my Achilles heel, they are rough on the eating front for me. I know when I went to Antigua with my family, exercise took the back seat. But in the end, my body liked that break and I came back feeling more psyched for my workouts. I usually take the few days I return from a trip to refuel and recharge. #honestyhurts
Confession…I actually can’t wait to return from Cali because I have some great things to look forward to…1. lots of packages at my door, 2. my parents coming to help me apartment search, 3. hopefully a move, 4. Blogger meet up #wewillsee
Confession… I am getting more and more anxious to move. I feel uncomfortable here, lost here and not at home here. I love my friend, I do, but I don’t feel like this is my place or even comfortable doing those daily cooking adventures I so need to get into. I just feel like tip toeing around here and triggers are on the rise. #getmeouttahere #adviceplease
Questions: What is a confession today? Do you take fitness hiatus when you know you won’t be able to fuel?