I was told today at work that I haven't looked good for the past couple/several weeks. Again...the stress level of sports and kids. Thankfully the season is ending and though swim team is next, that is pretty easy. Especially since my husband and I are having the kids blow off every away meet.
My job is fine. Very busy, which is good.
I quit facebook. I was stalking my friend and that is not me. Best to do an intervention on that part of my life also.
I quit my friend this weekend. My last straw was the game on Saturday. She did not come because she attended a graduation party for one of her workout friends. She couldn't spend 2 hours of her day watching her daughter play a sport and THEN go to the party. She spent the night before bar hopping.
For our girls Monday night game I drove by her gym @ 6pm on my way to pickup my son from school practice and she was there. At 8:15 I drove back to pick up his forgotton back-pack. She was still at the gym. Seriously. WTF. Who works out for over 2 hours when they aren't training for something. Hell, she probably does that 2+ hour workout 5 days a week.
If anyone needs an intervention it's her. I tried a mini intervention but all I got back was "I will never cut back on my working out."
I hope she is happy with the drunk nights, the hot body, the new tattoo and chasing the bars for a man.
I'd rather be fatish and happy.