This week is kicking my ass. For reals.
So I am skipping WW completely this week. There is no way that I was going to go a meeting this morning at 7a. Not a chance in hell. By the end of this week I will have worked 49 hours. I know some people do this all the time, but my body is just not used to it. Plus, if effed up my workout routine. So I have done zero running this week.
I have never skipped a weigh in aside from being on vacation. I feel a little guilty about it, but I’m still continuing to track and count points. Oh well.
And then, last night my dear friend’s father passed away. My heart is breaking for her. We knew it was coming as he has been very sick since May, but it doesn’t make it hurt any less. Luckily he made it to her wedding two a week and a half ago, and she was able to go on her honeymoon with her new husband. But it is still is just so sad. I wish I could help her in some way. Ugh.