Steve has now been gone 10 days. Last week I was pretty good about getting out and getting my runs in, keeping on track with my training, etc. This week, not so much. I did a lot of teaching over the weekend coupled with some teacher training, I had family visiting for a night and no wonderful partner to keep me on track. I went to the grocery store and loaded up on snacks for my visitors that went untouched so now I have been grazing on them throughout the week. I had a babysitter for M on Monday night at which time I ordered pizza for them to have for dinner, with a lot left over I have been grazing on this as well. I haven’t cooked a decent meal since last week- though we have been eating a lot of fruits. Why is it that I fall so far off track so quickly when my love is gone?
I have been squeezing in some group spin yoga classes to at least maintain some fitness but why is it that I can’t drag myself out for a solo run or ride without knowing my husband is in town or at home waiting for me? A strange phenomenon indeed.
Just one more reason I consider myself very fortunate to have such a wonderful partner in life. He makes me a better eater, better athlete, better person overall!
Looking forward to tomorrow’s return!