In 4 hours, my wave of Warrior Dash starts. I feel grossly unprepared & may or may not have a broken toe. All of our spectators bailed on us. Oh & did I mention most of my life is in boxes, waiting to be moved?
Life has been hectic lately, with working 2 jobs & trying to still maintain a semblance of a normal life. This blog has fallen by the wayside & so have my workouts. I haven't felt on top of my game since I moved in August. I haven't been happy like I was 3 months ago. I've made some stupid decisions lately that I can't undo & I feel like that breaking point is slowly approaching. I'm tired of feeling like a burden to people.
I'm hoping today is another Day 1. I don't care if I have to drive 50 miles alone to the boonies to go do my best to climb walls & jump over fire. Then, no matter what, I get to go see Saves The Day-my favorite band in the entire world tonight. Next Friday I will be able to pay up on my gym membership so I can go back to my normal workouts, I'll have room to cook & feel comfortable doing so. Here's to turning over a new leaf. Hopefully.
I'm not going to do a weigh-in today or anything, but I've maintained where I was. I'm hanging out around 70lbs lost right now & hoping to make a big dent towards 100 lost by the end of the year.
Wish me luck.
And hope I don't die at Warrior Dash today.
xoxo
