I got myself out of bed this morning to run.
Yes, you heard me.
Once my alarm went off, the urge to go back to sleep was overwhelming. But then Jeff said, "Gmmph, mpphhgph. Guh mmph mmphuhh." Which, when your face is not buried in your pillow, translates to, "Go running. You'll feel better." (Guess SOMEBODY has had enough of my incessant bitching and moaning about how out of shape I feel.) I got up, got dressed in my much-loved running skirt*, laced up my shoes and off I went. I even got to use my new toy: a Garmin training watch. It is, in a word, SUH-WEEEET.
So, I'm all about enforcing my self-imposed ban on sugar, eating healthier foods, yadda, yadda, yadda. Then I get THIS in my email:
It's an ad from our local gourmet chocolatier, DeBrand's, announcing their "chocolate-dipped strawberries are available for a limited time."
So,... is it still considered eating a serving of fruit if it's dipped in chocolate?
*Because sometimes it's more about how good you look, than how far you run! :)