I come bearing...shame and sulk!

I ate. I drank. I did not workout. Such were the last two days of my life.

It all started on Thursday night at a friends birthday get together at this really amazing restaurant called Upper West in Santa Monica. See, they have these nefarious little ahi tuna tacos that do NOT fill you up so you have to eat them by the shit ton in order to feel like you ate anything at all. Then there was this bread pudding that was bites of euphoria on every fork. Then yesterday, I drank my weight in beer and various other spirits and ate a burger from In & Out. All this, while not working out is precisely the reason why I am up on a Saturday morning at 7am and have been since about 630. That, and I willfully broke a vow to God last night not to drink hard liquor during lent and I am clearly riddled with guilt. I repented but I still feel like shit :( I guess that's the great thing about God, he doesn't hold grudges! Either way, I am really sad about it. So, I'm awake this morning with renewed vigor and a rededicated focus on my goal. In about one hour, I will be at LA Fitness in Step Class working through this guilt hangover and getting my day started off on the right foot. I'm doing the other version of binging and purging. I am binging on positivity today and purging all the bad shit through my pours. It's time to sweat it out and I can't wait!

Also focusing on cleaning my room and doing my homework today but not until after I get this workout in.