Day Six: Improvement is on the horizon. After screwing up Friday night, I made sure to get back on track for Saturday night. And for once I can say I did. I gave myself a Saturday afternoon nap to catch up for lost zzz's as I had promised, and then got to bed shortly after midnight to clock those eight hours. And success! My alarm was set for 8 a.m.--granted I didn't hear it but woke up anyway--and I got up but almost wished I didn't have to go to the gym for Spinning that morning. But I had energy in the class and could have kept pedaling after the 75 minutes was done. And I never felt like snacking all day either, even with a revved metabolism.Day Seven: Thank goodness for the weekends! I clocked a solid eight hours last night and probably could have slept for at least two more--exact opposite of what I was hoping for. I was so ready to go to sleep when I did call it a night--my idea of reading in bed lasted no more than three minutes and I was out. But after barely dragging myself out of bed this morning, I kept wishing I could turn back in and take a sick day. At least I was hungry for more than a banana, so I'm hoping that will keep my forays into the kitchen at a minimum. Oh and that picture? That's how I was feeling this morning. Photo grabbed from Old Shoe Woman at Flickr. Posted by Kate
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