It's Monday, It's a new week. I'm really hoping for a productive running week.
Friday night we had plans to have dinner with friends. I knew there would be booze and high calorie food. So before we left, I got on the treadmil and ran. FAST. The plan was to burn as many calories as possible so it would make up for the calories I would consume in cheese dip. I may have issues. HA! I knew I had to have a plan.
Eat something healthy before I went. Limit myself to 2 glasses of red wine. STAY AWAY FROM THE JUNK FOOD.
Drank two glasses of wine, stayed away from the junk food. I was doing great until...the end of the night. I have no idea how that bowl of cheese dip got in my mouth and to make it worse I washed it down with a delicious bug light! baby steps..
Saturday morning I knew I had some calories to run. nothing like motivation.
I managed to get in a lot of running this weekend and I stayed away from junk food and wine for the remainder of the weekend.
This week I started off with a 4am morning run. It was hard getting out of bed but I'm so glad I did it.
So on the H front,
My sweet child has learned how to open the front door. GASP. One time we cought her "letting the dog out...in the front yard" When I asked her why she did that she said "because Manny wanted to go outside"
so we had a very stern conversation about why we don't open the front door.
I thought we were good. until I heard the front door and then close again.
I walked out the front door and there was H...(running back towards the front door) she didn't get far but far enought for my heart to skip a beat.
H said she thought she thought daddy was home.
Needless to say, M went to Lowes and bought a chain for the front door. I just can't take the chance of her running out the front door. I watch too much ID for that mess.
Has anyone else experianced this?