You know you're out of shape when during a 20 minute workout your 2 year old asks you about 12 times if you're alright.
"Mommy, you okay?"
"Mommy, you alright?"
Ouch. Double ouch.
I finished up my 11 days cleanse a day early. I'd like to say it's because I'm an over-achiever to fit 11 days into 10. Let's just say that's what happened.
I am still alive after 10 days of no carbs, no soda, no sweets, no coffee. Not only that, but I chose to have a salad for lunch today. Not because some schedule told me to. That's progress, people. There's hope for me yet.
However, my coffee and I were reunited. And it feels so good. (random song lyrics for those of you like Russ who have no idea why I just said that.)
and just for kicks...
a pic of Señor Smooth eating breakfast: