They are on strike. I can't win. I gained again this week… I worked out harder this week than any other and I was really hoping to pull some big numbers, but it appears my body is on closed for repairs. Clearly I lack the common sense to rest. I hate being FORCED to do something… even if it is every fiber of my being forcing me to rest.
I ache all over. I have a sore throat and my head feels detached from my body. I am out of sorts… completely. I am sick… sick and tired - literally.
As for yesterday… what chaos! I did make it down to the gym. I went to Erin's class (two in ONE week) and it was a sweaty mess. I got back to my desk and the computer exploded in urgent emails! READ NOW! URGENT! I only had an hour, before I was rushed to a meeting -- and by 'meeting' I mean cocktail hour at the pub to discuss ratings (we're still number one). I didn't get home till after 7… which means no BOOT CAMP for me. My muscles rejoiced!
I had so much to write today… it is weigh in day after all, but I don't want to discuss it. I am angry with my body.
Good news is… Richard is whisking me away for a romantic anniversary weekend. Yay! I don't know where, but anywhere with him is just dreamy (hehe).
Love!
Pounds to loose: 13(-11) - Body Fat Percentage Decline: 0.6% - Inches Lost: 8
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