Not hungry this morning. Which is a bummer b/c I have bacon and watermelon to enjoy (boiled eggs are less than enjoyable anymore - guess I'm bored with them).
Planning to run today. I learned that when I do my run, I burn approximately 372 calories. That's 93 gm carbs if each carb is 4 calories. I wanted to know this so I know what to do for carbs on run days. Currently, I'm at about 60 or so carbs a day, which means that some of those calories have to come from fat conversion. Good to know. Not sure what I'll do with that information, but it's good to know.
This morning was really rough. We were running late b/c I had class last night and didn't want to get up (I did, but didn't want to) and my kids were being difficult this morning. Brady didn't want to get dressed and stalled for way too long. Makenna kept taking her shoes off after I put them on. And a sippy cup spilled about 1/4 cup of milk on the floor that I had to wipe up before we could leave. I got frustrated and said "I quit." Brady says "Quit what, Mom?" I said "Being a mom. Being me." I was frustrated and always seem to say things I shouldn't say when I'm frustrated. I then said "Brady, go to the car so we can leave." He says "You're not going to be my mom anymore?" I told him I will if he helps to make being a mom easier because they make it too difficult in the mornings. He said he was sorry for being difficult and would listen better in the mornings. I swear I told him 8 times to get dressed. And what did he do? He put his underwear on his head instead of on his butt... in any other situation, that would be funny, but not when we're late and I've already asked him too many times to get ready. Then Makenna kept taking her shoes off and having little tandrums all morning long. I finally got fed up after the 3rd time putting her shoes back on that I gave her butt a little swat - probably felt like nothing through the diaper. Of course, she cried, but straightened up immediately following that. Seriously, I don't know why getting dressed and walking out the door is so difficult each morning. There's no need for it. We get up plenty early to get out the door on time if everyone cooperates, and most days we're fine. But there are just those days where I want to say to hell with it all and go away for a while... like to Aruba or something... for just a few hours.
Clean eats on tap for today. Sitting at 188. Run planned for today. And training at work. I have to get a class done that I signed up for a few weeks ago. I've put it off too long and have to finish in the next week. I can do it, just have to actually do it...