It’s one of those weeks where I’m going to attempt to run myself into the ground.
What can I say, I do this every now and then.
First, I want to work 30 hours at my part time job, which I’ve literally never done. I have no idea what it’s going to be like to even try. It’s 10:15 on a Monday and I’m 2 hours in. Only 28 to go eh.
That’s on top of working 26 hours at my main gig. 56 hours from home should really be easy peasy, but I have a bunch of appointments and home obligations and little distractions running around. I need the 30 hours of cash to pay off the condo rental. #2WeekVacation
My second big goal is 2x a day workouts all week and to bust out of this fucking plateau. I’m so sick of seeing a 7 on the scale. 6er time.
I see the nutritionist tomorrow. I think for the last time. I haven’t lost a significant amount of weight this week. I’m ready for the study to come to an end. After this, I have 3 days at the hospital at the end of month and be done.