You know what I didn’t want to do when I got home last night? Everything. I was running on 2-3 hours of sleep, crampy, cranky from being on day 2 of no cigarettes, and completely out of spoons. I flopped on the couch and had a tiny cry. I wanted to go to bed and not bother eating. That’s when it happened. I didn’t want to let someone down whom would have given me the night off if I had asked. I dragged myself off of the couch, threw rice in the cooker, had a few gummy bears (sue me), and put on my #ddpyoga energy routine. I wanted to cry through the whole thing. It was modified as I have somehow messed up my left wrist and can’t put weight on it. I finished Energy and felt better for it. I am so thankful to have the most incredible friends and loved ones in my life who believe in me when I can’t believe in myself. Izzy was on the floor with me the whole time. Yes, that’s another super random stir fry (cut up veggie burger and Smart Dog). I still haven’t had the energy or time to go grocery shopping.