Bad Day

Today sucked.

I slept until noon.

I didn't exercise.

I had Taco Bell.

I spent the day cleaning my office out and unpacking boxes and my husband got home and immediately asked me what I did all day because the house was a disaster. Thanks, buddy. Fuck you.

I suck.

I'm in a rut.

I want to work out, and I have all these goals to get into the 170s (and then hopefully the 150s eventually) but I'm just getting nowhere. I'm sure it's because I went drinking last night, but still, I need a swift kick in the ass that can only come from myself. 

I think I'm just bored as fuck, so I have no motivation to do anything. 

Bahhh....so here's another goal that hopefully won't go unaccomplished. Tomorrow: Yoga at 9:30 am followed by ONE lap around campus. The end. It won't kill me. I just need to fucking do it. No excuses. 

So here's to that....