Duh!

I didn't do yesterday's workout until 11 pm. Between volleyball practice and yoga, grocery shopping and cooking, there just wasn't enough time.

Had a revelation that seems obvious but still produced an a-ha! moment. I didn't get much sleep last night, not sure if I was too wired from the late workout. I expected to wake up feeling awful but surprisingly it's been an okay day. After morning coffee, I've been pretty alert and not feeling rundown. Is this what happens when you eat FOOD? Normally when I'm tired, I'd get coffee and a fried chicken/biscuit breakfast sandwich at Dunkin Donuts. Then I'd eat at my desk all day to keep myself awake. Had to forego all of that with the pcp. Shockingly, I haven't been tempted to put my head down or crawl underneath my desk once. 

Confession time: I didn't do so well at the potluck I went to on Saturday. I fully intended to only socialize and not eat any of the delicious fare. I had my reasons ready too for anyone that asked. (I am recovering from a stomach virus, gotta take it easy. ) I thought about bringing my own dinner but these were people I had never met before and I didn't want to be the story. But with a small apt and an exuberant host, there was no way to avoid eating a little. I didn't eat much but I didn't weigh the food. A couple of meatballs and the host's pork dish.  I'm not gonna lie - the pork was delicious but most of the stuff tasted salty. I didn't go completely off the rails. No sugar or alcohol. If I had had either one of those, that would've been the end. 

The batteries on my camera died as I was downloading them so week 2 photos are late. I wish how I looked on the outside would catch up to how I feel on the inside. It was a little disappointing not to have visible verification of the changes that are clearly going on within my body.