[I’m not sure if any post title has ever described me quite as accurately as this one.]
Yesterday I kind of had a crappy day. Nothing went terribly wrong or anything, but it was just one of those days where all the little stuff drives you nuts. You know, the kind of day you feel guilty of complaining about. But then, if you’re me, you complain about it anyway.
On top of that, I recently let myself really get my hopes up about something that just isn’t going to happen. I wish I was more of an adult and could move past it, but I have to admit that I’m slightly crushed. Gotta just move on.
Butter to the rescue. That always works.
I followed this recipe for Red Velvet Cake Batter Dip, but used more milk and added chocolate chips. If I didn’t have to take it to our work Christmas party, I would have eaten it all for dinner. I freaking love Red Velvet Cake.
I had a faux-buffalo chicken salad for dinner and made myself a salad for lunch today. Y’all. Adult lunchables are where it’s at. These are my favorite containers because I like to pretend I’m five years old.
After dinner and a few leftover spoonfuls of cake dip (what? I had to at least try it), I hopped on the treadmill for my second four-mile run of the week. I still have three more to go. I have to say this is the most annoying training week of the plan. Repetition. I loathe it. At least I’m switching the locations up, right?
Full disclosure: I did not “hop on and run”. I actually took a selfie with my treadmill first. Clearly, the monotony is already getting to me. I’m losing it. Oh, and I really need to get my hair cut and colored. I’m about a week shy of looking like a full-on unkempt vagabond.
Anyway, I just left our work Christmas party and I’m heading straight to the gym for yet another four-mile run location. I want to get my run in earlier today than I did yesterday. I even remembered my socks, so I’m pretty jacked.
Question: Since y’all are more mature and reasonable than I am, what helps you move past a big let down moment? After I’m done throwing a childish pity party, I usually like to remind myself that I have so much more to be thankful for than I have to be upset about. It sometimes works. 😉