So I'm doing something that is so NOT me. Several things, actually. So much so that my longtime readers might remember me never doing anything like this before. I've not been hacked. I'm just trying BeachBody 21 Day Fix. You eat out of these miserable little containers. The good news is fresh food fits into them great, but I don't know if they knew that I can put down an amazing amount of food. Portion control? The fuck is that?
So I'm struggling with only being able to eat 1500 calories (seriously) but this is why I can go to barre three times a week and not see results. Andrew and I are getting up in the morning (2 AMs so far) and doing the beachbody videos. Autumn. You bitch.
What this sort of gives me: a feeling that my life is more together.
I never really liked waking up at 0610 and having to leave by 0620 and running around looking for scrubs and scrambling to get there and waking up AT work while getting report and depending on my large mocha latte with an extra shot of mocha and chocolate syrup w/whip sometimes twice a day to wake up.
I never really liked that Andrew does ALL of the dog duties in the morning before I go to work. (he doesn't either.)
I never really like the amount of naps that I take during the day and how much I can sleep. (18 hours in case you're wondering.)
I don't want to increase my Lexapro. (20 mg in case you're wondering.)
So I'm actually really willing to give something a try. And a secret: these shakes taste like ass. However: they make me feel good. Which is weird as fuck.
And Andrew, the eternal morning person, is beside himself with excitement that I'm UP THE SAME TIME AS HIM, and we get to HANG OUT IN THE MORNING, and all the other stuff that morning people love. :-) freaks. I'll keep yall updated.
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