I think I must have hit snoozer 6 times this morning -- but I'm up, having coffee, and about to head to work.
We'll hit the gym one time this weekend and will have accomplished our first week. I brought my lunch every single day this week (except today - I have a work lunch thang), ate smoothies at home in the mornings, and made dinner on Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, and Thursday (Wednesday we ran errands after work: I ate leftovers, and Mike heated up something frozen).
It's been nuts at work this week -- and today is no exception. I feel like I'm digging myself out of a deep hole of work that fell to the wayside during my three months of engagement
Off and running,