I really did not want to write this. It is embarrassing...
I ran to the garbage can and spit out the sour cream and onion chips. How did that happen? I stared at the empty bowl that held a bowl of ice cream a few minutes ago. That was my breakfast- ice cream and potato chips. Me- the self proclaimed "fitness enthusiast," the one people went to for help with their fitness. I had ice cream and chips for breakfast. I was in a slump that day. Another very bad case of the blahs. Woke up late. Didn't have time to spend time with God. One son missed his bus and I felt like a failure as a mom. I had my sister's upcoming bridal shower and I panicked that I may have failed in ironing out the details and the shower was going to be a complete embarrassment. My ice cream debacle screamed "FRAUD! FRAUD! FRAUD!" in my head. I was an emotional mess- on the border of self loathing and self pity. LOVELY. Read the entire post on the Read Pray Move blog.
XOXO,
Marie
