princessarthur

So it is 5 days till TOM and frankly for me it is not TOM that rips me it is PMS.  Nearly as soon as I rolled out of bed this morning I knew I’d be riding my broom and I don’t like that me.  I don’t like that I can’t control that need to bite the heads off of nails or to want and hurt my husband.  So when I stepped on the scale and it didn’t budge I could feel the brew commence to bubbling.  I wanted it to be 198 so I could see a 20 lb loss.  My ankles and hands are tight with water….did I really expect the scale would be down?  I’m freaking lucky it wasn’t up even though the week so far has been stellar with lots of exercise and clean eating. 

Busy weekend again….ride tomorrow proceeds to benefit a fellow ABATE member who needs a liver transplant, have homework to do for our ministry class before church on Sunday…..and somehow need to find time to clean, grocery shop, laundry.  Hoping I can get up and exercise before the ride tomorrow and am planning on taking my own roll for the hog roast, going to freeze a yogurt for breakfast, and have some cantaloupe……now to have the discipline to eat it and not whatever they’ll have that always smells so darn good.  What is it about grills and good smells? 

 Thank you to all my buddies who take the time to read my ramblings and post.  Your encouragement is appreciated and valued.  Have a wonderful weekend all!