Making decisions...not really my thing

It's the end of the week...Yay!  I am so excited.  This week has been exhausting.  The most exhausting thing we are dealing with right now is a play my son is in.  He has practice 4 times a week now...MY GOODNESS this is crazy.  The theatre, although it is not too far from our home it's not very close either.

I felt horrible this evening.  I needed to take Joe to rehearsal since my husband had a kickball game.  They made it to the semi finals, which is pretty exciting.  If they won their first game they would play in the championship game the same night.  There was a part of me that wanted him to win really bad; but that selfish side of me was not disappointed that they lost.  I just didn't want to drive out to the theatre again and I really would like to just spend some time relaxing with my husband, who is just as tired, if not more than I am.  He is a great guy; while I was gone he started laundry, did dishes, and fed the kids.  I am beyond blessed to have that man.

Since I stopped working out we've been having lunch together everyday haha I know he is ready for a break from me.  He has been so patient the entire time I've been going through this decision making process.  Yesterday I went out with a friend for lunch; I thought he would be disappointed that we weren't going to be together.  NOPE, he just smiled and said darn haha. 

I made a decision about working out.  I was so undecided that I decided to make a decision so I could see how I felt about it.  At first, I decided to stop. I was so upset with that decision.  Once I realized how upset I was I decided to change my mind.  I was reluctantly excited about it.  Definitely a different feeling from my previous decision.  In order to feel "excited" and not "reluctantly excited", I decided I just needed to let our trainer know; so I did.  I felt so much better after I told him.  At this time, I feel like I made the right decision.

Now my plan, next week when I begin (again), is to focus, focus, focus on the workout, on my form, and really try to push myself.  I need to be serious...gosh that's so tough for me...but I can do it!  I'm going there to workout and that's it.  That's all that matters, right? RIGHT!  Okay so I'll have fun to but I can still push myself at the same time.

Tomorrow is weigh in day.  YIPPEE! (sarcasm)  Not sure how well I did.  We were out and about this week and ate out a few times but I made pretty good choices, watch my portions, had leftovers, all that fun stuff.  After losing almost 10lbs in that past 2 weeks I expect my weight loss to drop to 2-3lbs a week for a little while.  So, we will see what the scale barks out at me tomorrow.  Until then...