...Because I was TIRED. Recently I have started watching NCIS. Most episodes don't bother me at all. Once in a blue moon there will be that one that awakens a "twinge" somewhere. I'll deal with the twinge and along my merry little way I go.
However last night that twinge seemed to want to run obscurely through my dreams. Enough that creepy/horrific/torturous images would waken me just enough to almost be awake yet not enough to stop the dream.
Not to mention I really should NOT have drank the full glass of milk before bed. The only good thing about the drinking of the milk was that it allowed me to wake from the CHT dream when the need to potty overtook the fear of the dark.
Several tossing and turning moments later I awoke to the grey sky of rain pouring down on top of snow. *Pure Joy*
Least to say, I did not get out of bed early enough to work out this morning. I did at least get the motivation to make morning smoothies for my son and I to share, along with packing my lunch. Packing my own lunch is the key to success in the work environment.
Monday resulted in a busy and hectic workday. At lunch I coveted the Cheeto's Bag on someone else's desk. I walked with all determination to the vending machine with the intention of forgetting my healthy turkey pepperoni and 2% milk made string cheese snack and instead opting for some TGIF Bacon Chips, Cheeto's, and one of those unidentifiable icing covered chocolate things in the bottom.
Right before I reached the machine I realized two things. First, I didn't have enough money in hand to buy all the desired items meaning I would have to walk back up the stairs (I'm boycotting the elevator in an attempt to be "physical") and two, am I really going to binge after the awesome weigh in I had Sunday? Now we can debate if it was the reluctance in walking back up the stairs or the motivation to keep going forward, the end result was that I instead bought a Diet Mountain Dew because it was "sweet".
Now remember the glorious grey sky rainy day we woke up to this morning? As luck would have it the rain turned to ice I'm convinced within seconds of me heading home promptly freezing my car door shut. Which comes to the REAL reason I do strength training. To have the muscle stamina to carry a laptop, lunch bag, dress shoes, and who knows what else in one arm while I use the other arm to beat/hit/pull the car door open.
Now I have lived in a Northern Climate for about 4 and 1/2 years. I still despise driving in "Winter Wonderland". Hearing reports of vehicles turning over on the roads because of black ice, as well as the radio man saying the word "treacherous" over and over again resulted in a very stiff driving position on the 45 minute drive home. (Normally 30 minutes however the whole black ice thing slowed me down).
So by the time I got home, I was tense, exhausted, and had just enough energy left to stick to my original dinner plan instead of carbo loading like you've never seen before.
My darling husband sensing the "tension" in my voice as I called to let him know I was pulling in the driveway, came to help me carry all my stuff in the house. Then we proceeded to skate across the driveway (ice ice baby) into the kitchen. Luckily he had cleaned AND dinner was already ready (from him cooking it the night before).
At this point I knew two things. I love my husband, and I am NOT working out tonight. My workout was discipline with the Mountain Dew.
Getting a GOOD night's sleep tonight (No TV before bed) AND getting my cardio out of the way first thing in the morning before I venture back out into Winter Wonderland again.
I skipped my workout today, TOMORROW IS MINE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!