I had Jury Duty today. Out of the routine and running late, I rushed out the door and drove through McDonald’s for breakfast. I looked up what I ate. It was 380 calories and 21 grams of fat. Blech. Then I sat in a room for five hours, sat in the car, then sat in a meeting for two hours at work, then more sitting in the car. I felt like crap after putting Conor to bed. BUT, I wanted to exercise. I knew it would make me feel better. It worked!
This week I’m going to work on organizing the kitchen pantry and fridge. There’s plenty of food around, healthy food at that, but we’re so disorganized that in a pinch I get so frustrated I’d rather eat out than sort through the mess.