So, we’re all familiar with the “30 Day Challenge” which I am currently embarking on. But, my PERSONAL challenge can be whittled down into one word. “Sunday”. I’ve mentioned Champagne Sundays in earlier posts. That wonderous day full of gluttonous enjoyment. The champagne! The food! The fellowship! But then comes…
Mondays, I always feel like a big ball of sticky-poo.
Today, I started my morning off with a big dose of kombucha. Then I prepared some of the food that I will no doubt be gorging on later. Italian potato salad! Cucumber raita! Sweet potato spread! Pita chips! Oh, it all looks so innocent now, in the fridge. But later on, these things will be my undoing.
bum bum bummm.
And the worst part of this whole thing? The bat looming at the end of this already trecherous tunnel? Tomorrow morning. At 8:00 am. I have a training session with Dave.