Sweet Wasted

It's close to 9 and I just finished dinner clean up.  We had a late dinner. Tuesdays are always our crazy days - it's dance night so it's rush, rush, rush. Tonight was especially crazy. So I'm just now done and I'm reconsidering my run.

It's a short run tonight and I probably should do it. I missed my last two long runs so I've had barely any training at all the last few weeks.  And this relay marathon, making a fool of myself thing is looming above me.

But I'm full and I ate poorly all day - party in our office, dessert party campus wide, chocolate treats for valentines...it was nonstop stuffing my face. So I feel yucky and full and gross and not like the kind of girl that hops on the treadmill and runs.

Nope. Tonight I kinda sorta feel like a fat cow.  Which only makes me want to sit on the couch and do nothing. It should make me want to get off the couch and do something but that would actually make sense.

All I can say is that I am so glad all the holiday stuff is done - Thanksgiving, Christmas, Valentines Day - all the big eating holidays are over and I can focus on trying to run faster, harder and longer instead of focusing on not having the chocolate that is sitting on my kitchen counter right now.

And thank you retail industry for putting out swimsuits so early in the year so that each of us can be reminded of just how bad we'll be looking this summer.  Oh, well, maybe that's just me...