Bad day yesterday, but not really. Lemme esplain.
Mrs. O finally hit with the stomach bug, harder than the rest of us. That left single dad Oats to tend to three kids, basketball, birthday parties etc for 48 hours. Turns out, taking care of the kids is hard work. Newfound appreciation for all Mrs O. does as a SAHM. But it left me no opportunity to row, and worse, left me feeling all around run down and beat up. Pizza and McDonald’s were ordered—I ain’t no fancy cookin type—and I have both. And some sweets. I was also driven to drink, although at least that’s the one place I held strong, and just had two Bud Select 55s (despite the urge for something stronger). If anything I’m just bummed I wasted a weekend Day, because I was have lived to do an extra long row or even a two a day yesterday. Just wasn’t in the cards.
So, a bad day. But of course that’s ok because I will have indulgence days like that going forward. This isn’t about a crash diet or race to a certain weight. It’s living what will be my new normal lifestyle—which will include random days like that, and pushing forward. Mrs. O is back in the saddle this morning, so I’ll get in a good row today, and eat some healthy stuff to kick the week off right. Gonna have a good week ahead, and then off to Puerto Rico with the fam.