It's not a typical blogging day, but I needed to share my thoughts for the day. Today (day 37) has been a little hard. I've had 6 1/2 juices today, and I'm still hungry. I'm mainly just craving whole foods. I'm dying for some substance.
To add to that, I'm really stressed about an upcoming state exam to get my license to be a phlebotomist. This has been keeping me awake at night. I sleep really good when I can finally get to sleep, but my lack of sleep is really getting to me during the day. As you may know, I'm a nanny. While a love my job and my baby niece, sometimes it's hard sitting at home right by my kitchen. Also, I tend to watch a lot of TV; sometimes it's all I can do with the baby. There is food all over the TV. So that gets frustrating.
Also, my weight loss has slowed a bit. It hasn't come to a stop, but it's slowed a lot. This is discouraging me a bit.
I was talking to my lovely boyfriend, Keith, on the phone telling him how much I feel like just going to sleep. I felt terrible; like I hit a rock. I just wanted to sleep for the next 22 days. It was truly a depressing conversation. He talked me into going for a jog. (About 4 years ago I was a runner. I love running and got up early every morning during the summer to go at least 3 miles).
I sluggishly put my running clothes and shoes on, I got my "run baby run" playlist started, and I got my butt out the door. One mile and 11 minutes and 59 seconds later, I feel tremendously better. I did get a little thirsty on the way, and it wasn't easy, but I'm glad I went. I treated myself to a green juice with chia seeds when I got back. The chia seeds will give me some protein so I can get my muscles nice and toned.
I'm feeling better now. If I keep this up in sure my weight loss will pick back up. I'm so happy I have such wonderful people in my life who believe in me. Thank you, Keith, for motivating me to get off my butt and go. You are wonderful and I'm so grateful to have you.
Love to all
XoXo Hay
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