As it’s officially Day 7 of the Month of Me, I thought I’d share with you the highs and lows of my brilliant brainchild thus far.
The highs, to date, include:
- Days in the gym: 4
- Pounds lost: 3.2
- Cookies consumed: infinity
These statistics may seem counterintuitive, but let’s remember: while I pledged to work harder at the gym, I also pledged to indulge. Which means, I can eat all the cookies I want, as long as I make it to the gym. Am I right?
That doesn’t mean my first week was all roses. What I’m struggling with the most is fighting through the everyday annoyances that normally send my blood pressure soaring. This proved particularly difficult last week when the temperature was above 80 for three straight days and the humidity level was at, like, 1000%. I had to resist the urge to tweet something sarcastic any time someone glanced in my direction. But when that man at Starbucks continually sidled up next to me and I thought steam might actually be coming out my ears, I took the high road. That’s right, everyone. I put that iphone back in my purse, and I let him brush up against my shoulder for the umpteenth time.
Because its the Month of Me. And no one can take that away from me.
From my happy place,