It's all Mom's fault. I was having a pretty innocent, clean-eating, post-vacation week when the little car package came in the mail. From Mom to me, her eldest.
This is what moms and grandmas do, right? They love us with food. But here I was trying to detox after a vacation in London that was heavy on fish and chips, scones, beer. The box came Wednesday, halfway through what was to be a virtuous week.
I took half to the office to share with my co-workers. The rest stayed on my kitchen counter, wrapped in foil. Tempting. Taunting. Whispering "Try me. I am tasty!" I managed to ignore the talking Friendship Bread for, oh, half a day.
I gave in Wednesday night after what turned out to be a totally crappy day. One of those "Eff You All!" days. The cake currender came AFTER soothing my bad mood with frozen yogurt and not-so-healthy toppings for "dinner."
Well, ya know what? It. Was. Awesome. Besides, cinnamon is great for keeping blood sugar levels even, right? And I was just replenishing any sugar I had sweated out teaching Spinning, right?! (Oh, the way we can justify these things...)
So there you have it: Forgive me, Badasses, for I enjoyed the company of an Amish Friend(ship Bread) and soothed my wounded mood with frozen yogurt and Oreos topping. But it was all Mom's fault, and I love her for it!
I wasn't the only one who ate sweets and reveled in it. Cathleen got surprised by co-workers with a cake to celebrate her promotion.
The cake was awesome and since it was mine,what was left came home with me. I gave quite a bit of it away to others but..... so I guess I need to confess the Friday cake fest. However, truth is I'm not feeling so bad...it was a celebration for me and you know what? I deserve it and I am touched that I have co-workers who would do that for me and want to share in my happiness. Besides, I have been logging some really good runs at the gym this week so....sinner maybe, but I'm over it and moving on.
That's Badass, Cathleen! Why? Because it is more than OK to celebrate life with cake -- just not everyday! And keep up those runs -- your Badass will be tighter than the sheets on an Army recruit's bed in no time!Speaking of cake, Stacey in Tallahassee got all creative with the Mister and topped hers with organic yogurt and strawberries. As she put it: The yogurt might be organic and strawberries fresh from FL but the cake -- well, let's just say it ain't light by any stretch of the imagination ;)
Those Girl Scout cookies didn't trip up as many of you as I had expected (or maybe you're just holding back on me....) But Jennifer in Atlanta ended up buying two boxes and eating "a whole row of Samoas" on Thursday afternoon. That was after "cookies after school every day this week... but then I ran 4 miles to make up for it each day... but I am having such a sweet tooth lately! ugh!"
Well, even the toughest of Badasses gets a sweet craving and gives in now and then. But we pick ourselves up and move on. Cuz' we're Badass and that's how we do.
The weekend is here, I've got a Boot Camp to teach, and I hope all of you will get out there and move those Badasses into gear! Get on a bike. Go for a run. Chill out with yoga. Try cooking something new. Show the world what this Badass thing is all about!
Coming up next week: I'll give you a great 5K and 10K training program, a map for navigating airport and travel eating, and reason #189 for exercising: It makes you smarter. Literally.
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