Another week of trainings at work and early mornings, I had told myself I would make sure I would get to the gym every night afterwards.
Monday, I went out and had dinner and drinks with the group. #fail.
Tuesday, I came home and watched TV. Tuesday was a long day. I ate leftovers and watched trashy TV by myself. #fail.
Wednesday, I was supposed to go rock climbing. Well it stormed overnight and stormed all day, so climbing got canceled. But hey, I still had my gym bag, I could go. But then I made plans for a happy hour. Which fell through. So then I said screw it and repeated my Tuesday. But this time at least I ate salad and not leftover tator tot hot dish. #fail.
I was determined this morning. I was getting to the gym by 6, I was going to swim and run before we went out tonight.
I left work at 6. It took an hour to get home. So I did this instead:
With Penny, of course:
Oh well. Tomorrow is another day.