Break in Routine

Some of you may know, some of you may not, but I have been working very hard the last three weeks t0 try to drop some left over baby lbs. I run for 45 mins -1 hr (depending on my luck with sleeping kids) everyday while I watch Dr. Oz (It turns out I only work out 6 days/week, but it feels like everyday). Sometimes I am even lucky enough to add toning into my routine.

I have also added even more veggies to my diet (I am a veggie lover by nature) and cut out some carbs (like only eating half of my whole-wheat bun with my turkey burger) and sweets where I can . I enjoy salad daily. It's a must for me and I am totally okay with eating many salads. In the past three weeks I've lost 10lbs and I feel so accomplished. Better yet, I have tons more energy (I am getting more done these days than ever before) and I don't feel sluggish and rundown. This is the hardest I have ever worked at being healthy, and I can honestly say I've never felt better....

...except today. I took my "one day per week" rest today and chose not to work out. I had plans to get some major cardio in today since my husband was home, but wouldn't you know that his being home just threw everything off. Don't get me wrong, I'd choose having him home over him being at work any day! But I'm sure somebody out here in bloggy world understands what I mean.

We had a break from our norm. Usually, I'm scurrying around all day focusing on mundane house chores, transporting my precious cargo, sitting in meetings, and preparing meals--that's my norm. Well, today I got to sleep in about 30 minutes, then I headed to the store with only 2 kiddos, came home to help my husband clean out our garage, visited with a friend who stopped by, made lunch, put kids down for naps, and then I continued with mundane house chores while the pest guy RE-SPRAYED my house (darn ants). And we all know that nap time is MY TIME around here. But not today! Today it was hurry and do everything else you normally have done by now time.

To top it off, I woke up with some wicked back pain. I just thought maybe this was God's way of saying, "Hey, you're going to have an off day, so don't try to pack everything in. Here's a little back pain to make sure you get my message!" See HE'S just trying to take care of me because HE knows I'm so hardcore about working out (no seriously, I am addicted to it now... and I don't know how this happened all of a sudden).

Oh, and I may have made apple crumble for desert tonight--and I ate about 1 1/2 apples (with oats, brown sugar, butter, and whole-wheat flour) worth. My kids finished off the rest of it when I got a stomach ache to accompany my nagging back pain. God bless you girls for taking that delicious treat away from me.

Tomorrow is a new day (and my husband will be at work) and I can start anew. Just praying this back pain stops-- I've had enough going to the doctors lately.

Tomorrow I'll be back to tell you that I got my workout in between my big, green salad and my turkey burger/sweet potato baked fries/fruit salad dinner! Take that, Today!