Careful what you wish for...

yeah, I was sooo wanting taper, right? wrong.
I'm bloated.
I'm lethargic.
I just want to sleep all day.
And I get hungry...but an apple fills me up.
I'm emotional.
I wept for a straight hour yesterday watching Seven Pounds.
I forced myself to get out of the house afterward but I didn't speak to a soul.
I went home and went to bed at 8pm.
And slept for ten hours. TEN HOURS!!!

The good news is that I only have to get through the next three days. Then, it's off to Louisville. And don't get me wrong, there are still workouts to be done...workouts that would make normal people beg for mercy...but they feel so short and simple now.

So, I purposely put off laundry and groceries and packing my bags and making lists for this week. To keep me busy. To keep me from going insane and mindlessly plowing a box of Honey Bunches of Oats...cause that's the kind of thing I do when I'm bored. and anxious.

In other news, Clubber threw up her breakfast, my dad's birthday is tomorrow (Happy Birthday, Dad!!!) and my newphew is scheduled to arrive on Wednesday. It's a big week for the family...minus Clubber, not so much for her.

Just a quick swim bike run today, another tomorrow, and we'll see what the future holds...