It's the end of the world as we know it....
and I feel fine. I don't know what's up but things are not as I'd like them to be. This week has been weird. I've really wanted to train but just haven't had my heart in it. I thought by focusing on a race it would put the spark back in, it didn't. I have not been overly hungry but want to eat nothing but junk food. In spite all of that I managed to lose a little weight this week, so that's good. I don't know what's going on but I've decided to quit banging my head against a wall. I'm just going to roll with it as I know this will pass. This morning I rode my bike to Weight Watchers and went for a ride afterwards. By 1 hour I was toast. I could hardly climb these little hills that I usually blast over. So I went off and met hubby to go have lunch. Tomorrow morning I plan on doing my strength training/jump rope workout and if I feel like it I will go for a run after. Monday evening I'm trying my first Master's swim. I've never swam