So I haven’t made it to the gym since Monday. The little one picked up a nasty virus and was just miserable. Poor little thing, I have never seen her so puny. Monday next we will be back at it, hitting those weights and 40 min of cardio twice a day. It is hard to get myself to the gym and to get started, but once I am actually working out, I feel really good. I know it’s good for me too. I just wish I was showing some more progress on the weight loss. I’m probably losing inches, what I keep telling myself, and I’m not due to measure inches for a couple more weeks. I am failing miserably on the food front and I know that is where my problem lies. I meal prep on sundays and make up lots of healthy meals and snacks. I wake up in the morning nauseated so I don’t feel like eating and I put it off until mid-afternoon suddenly I’m starving and I will eat at whatever fast food joint is nearest. I have been hitting subway pretty hard to avoid the burgers and fries, but that shit is not really good for you either. I even packed myself a lunch and thought I would eat it instead, nope, it is in the car frozen from the cold. So breakfast is the goal for next week. If I can just make myself eat breakfast I feel like it would set the tone for the rest of the day. Once again I am going to make up some containers of fruit and granola to go with my favorite yogurt. I have oats and will make up a batch of crockpot oatmeal. And I WILL choke it down dammit!