Went to the gym with the full intention of working up a ridiculous sweat that would make even the most intense of gym rats jealous…
Instead, I hopped on and off a few machines, went next door to Safeway and bought big girl groceries (read: junk food to eat late at night), and proceeded back to the apartment to eat a bowl of cereal, a scrambled egg, a pickle, a spoonful of cookies-and-cream ice cream and one (or three) double chocolate chip cookies. All while wishing they were hot cheetos.
Did I mention that the Nike Women’s Half Marathon is in less than 4 days?
Motivation, where’d you go?