…since the 5K on Saturday and since I’ve done any sort of exercise.
Monday was Valentine’s Day, so I baked a funfetti cake for my beloved, drank wine and watched The Bachelor. Obviously.
Tuesday… I didn’t feel good. I had about a 30-minute window at work during which I felt I might throw up. I think I ate too much cake batter (the best part of baking). I never did listen to my mom about that.
Three days without breaking a sweat feels like an eternity. Tonight: Jillian Michaels’ 30 Day Shred (Level 2) and two miles on the treadmill. I’m comin’ back!