‘Twas a weekend of cocktails and I’m not sure my brain has totally recovered yet.

Speaking of recovery, I’m going to be honest and say I took a few un-planned days off from my little experiment with P90X.  I was feeling a little (more than a little actually) worn out, and I’m a firm believer and listening to my body.  I’ll get back in the saddle tomorrow.  In the meantime my body is on the mend.

I have to say that I haven’t always been of the “listen to your body” sort.  When I was a teenager I had serious hip injuries from dancing that I ignored because I didn’t want to have to quit dancing.  I also, at one point broke my jaw, while doing a stunt jump back in my days on the high school dance team, I didn’t tell anyone for over a week because I didn’t want to be banned from an upcoming dance competition.  That was pretty stupid.  BUT, I recognize that stupidity, and I also recognize that I won’t be able to keep on keepin’ on at my current pace if I don’t slow down when my body requires it.  I have to remind myself fairly often that perfection isn’t my only option.  By nature I am an all or nothing kind of gal, the middle ground is truly something I have struggled with my entire life.  The older I get, the more I can see the beauty in imperfection. I still struggle with my perfectionist tendencies, but I have finally accepted that I can’t do it all, at least not all the time.

Having said that, I think it’s time for bed.

Breakfast

This is my boyfriend the egg white/spinach/cheddar omelet.  Yes, we’re very happy together.

Lunch

I tried a new health food restaurant near my job–weird combo but very filling.
Brown rice with grilled chicken, topped with lentil soup.  Whole wheat pita.

Dinner

One of the best parts of being a grown up is that I can eat froyo for dinner and no one can tell me not too!
Plain frozen yogurt topped with kiwi and mandarin orange slices.