I'll start by saying this week was a major FAIL.
Saturday: Ate very well, no exercise, drank waaayyyy too much wine at my friend's going away party, then cried like a baby.
Sunday: woke up at 4am, 5am, and 6am to puke, at 8am begged for McDonald's breakfast, mac n' cheese for lunch, chicken ceasar salad for dinner, negative exercise as I was so hungover I couldn't even get off the couch.
Monday: I can't remember what I ate, but I didn't exercise.
Tuesday: I had a good breakfast and lunch, but my mom called me that night and offered to bring over some extra pizza from her restaurant and since that meant I wouldn't have to cook, I couldn't refuse; no exercise.
Wednesday: oatmeal for breakfast, leftover pizza for lunch, coucous bowl for dinner, no exercise.
Thursday: forgot my healthy lunch at home (leftover coucous bowl), started my morning at work off with a bad run in with a higher-up, cried, and went to In N' Out for lunch... I thought I deserved it since I cried at work, but I didn't. Went out to Sol Y Luna with the hubs for dinner and had a salad with a couple margaritas. Girl's gotta live!
Friday: Let's just say these have been staring at me for the past few hours...
It was for a good cause??
Mmmmmmm.... cookie tower....
I am going to do better next week, I promise.