Do you ever have those days where the only thing that matters is a pity party for yourself? You know what you need to do to shake it, but you can't get yourself to do it... so you throw yourself a pity party and all feels well.
I did that last night.
I needed to do it last night.
I've been running 100 mph for the last few weeks, keeping up with my weekly goals (!yea!) and moving forward, but last night.... I just felt overwhelmed and tired. So, I threw my hands up and said "I'm done."
And so, when the alarm clock went off at 5:30 this morning, I rolled over and turned it off and went back to sleep. To wake up 10 minutes later and say "I'm not going to work out this morning, I won't make my class in time."
My pity party accidentally continued until this morning, obviously. Until I actually got my booty out of bed and took a shower, I didn't realize what was going on. Then, hit it me: I have to shake it off, get back on the horse, and move forward. (Because I surely don't want to go backwards).
So, my pity party is over {i hope} and I will actually be posting the other pics I did for the challenge. (See, I've been taking the pics... its just the follow through I'm lacking.)
But, my question is.... how often does a person have pity parties? Is once every three months good, or do they happen all the time?
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