Fresh start is my middle name.
I have been all over the place lately. I've been eating like no other and my elliptical machine is collecting dust and cobwebs.
Yesterday was a really rough day because it was the one year anniversary of my dad's passing. I just wasn't all there. I pretty much ate myself into a food coma. It's not like I ate food to comfort myself because trust me, eating until you are sick to your stomach is not comforting. I just ate and ate and then ate some more. I'm really feeling it today.
So what am I in need of (a good a** whipping, maybe?)? A fresh start, of course. I'm off to a good one this fantabulous morning. But it's only 9 in the morning and I have the whole day to make some mistakes (or not).