Dear Boys and Girls,
It's Sunday, glorious Sunday! Rest day. I admit, it really did feel nice to not have to fit in my workouts today. Two hours, that's a whole lot of free time! I even tried taking a nap, just because I could, but it turns out I wasn't sleepy.
Total rest and bumming out? Absolutely not. It's Sunday, time to plan and prep for Monday. That's the way it is, boys and girls!
I woke up at 6 feeling sad. Oh great, I realized I'm PMSing a week before my photoshoot. Guys might not want to hear this, so you can come back tomorrow if you like, but let me tell you: pms is the real deal. The cravings for sugar? REAL. The emotional sensitivity/sadness? REAL.
PMS always hits me, without a fail, a week before. The thing is, I don't have time to be unproductive and to give in to cravings. Water burns at 212 degrees, not at 211. That slight edge, that little extra inch, that peanut butter or potato I don't eat, at this point in the countdown, really does and will make a difference.
When I woke up this morning, what I wanted to do was stay in bed and play on the computer all day, maybe watch movies. But, instead, I knew that I had to have a plan to combat my hormones that are making me feel kind of blue and "cravey."
My ipod to the rescue. I created a TO DO LIST.
And so: I set out, earlier than planned, to do my grocery shopping for the week. I also tried getting a light spray tan. It'll show off my definition. Hmm. I like it. I don't look like an overdone potato. My place: clean and tidy. Having a clean space helps me feel good and focused. I will need that this week. My meals: packed and ready to go for a few days, at least.
After cleaning and food prepping, I sat down to work.
It's been an awesome and productive day, free of hassles and stress. Johann is better. Life is good.
I have a plan. I am determined to stick to it. Nothing, not pms, not work, not life, nothing will get in my way.
Monday: Hit me! I'm ready for you!