birds of a feather

okay peeps.  true confessions tonight.

I am in a serious, no SERIOUS funk.  I swear I've put on 5lbs in just as many days.  I feel lethargic.  tired. stressed.  I am unfun.  the fun-sucker.  I don't even have the energy to self analyze.  that said, I need to self analyze.

and perhaps set some mini-goals.

1.  I will drink four venti {20 oz} glasses of water per day.  for the next seven days.
2.  I will eat completely gluten free.  for the next seven days.  {I've been MAINLY doing this, but I've been cheating.  and I can tell.  not so hard to do, just need to keep at it.}
3.  I will stop eating all fake sugar.  and white sugar.  and added sugar.  for the next seven days.  which means no diet coke with my booze.  which may just mean no booze.  {yes, I get the irony}
4.  and in seven days, I'm going to let you know how I feel.

sometimes you just need to change the behaviour, even though the heart just isn't into it.  know what I mean?  I feel icky right now.  bloaty.  and I'm owning every cupcake that passed my lips this past week.  they were DELISH.  but for the next seven days, I'm going to just own these changes.

'cause the next week is going to be CRAZY!!!!!  soccer starts.  I have to teach {no more student teacher.  super sad}.  john's on days.  class on monday.  book that won't just read itself - for the monday class.  maybe a job interview.  ya.  a bit crazy.

and if I can get through one week, then maybe continuing into week two won't look so daunting.  and just maybe I can pull it together to make a walking schedule and start training.  but let's not go nuts in week one!!

who's with me?  who wants to set a goal for this week?