I don't handle being tired being well. I'll never be able to have kids, because if I get woken up, I go nut-so. So this Friday, I hit a wall. Too many 19 hour days, too much commuting and overscheduling so every minute is best used. I quit. Instead of going to the gym, I hung out with my dad and watched "The Beach." I slept in, I went over to my boyfriends and read a non-school related book. It was the best decision I ever made.
I think about Hollywood starlets who overstretch themselves for years with work, and fitness, and partying and then have nervous breakdowns. An extreme, I know, but I was evil for no reason and could just feel a Britney or a Mariah moment coming on. So relaxation. Did I miss one of my weekly workouts... yes. Did I die? No.
I'm signing up for the Self Challenge as soon as I get my next issue, which is a three-month diet and fitness plan sponsored and managed by the magazine. I'm hoping to be able to schedule workouts a little more, and monitor my food intake a little more carefully. If anyone would like to sign up with me, the link is posted below. Mostly I'm just hoping to win a vacation or some handy merchandise. We'll see.
Join with me, and tell me! I need all the motivation I can get! Join the Self Challenge with me!
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