I had some good work outs this week, but I did consume two cheesy chicken cups last night about 8:30. I hate that Mr. Whoa works till 8 every night because I like eating dinner with him, but I may have to start eating before he gets home.
I'm bartending this weekend and my goal is not to consume my weight in wings or eat a tenderloin. We have a simple house salad on the menu, which is actually pretty tasty. No crutons, no dressing on the side.
Sunday I have a four mile run to do, hopefully I can do it. Building endurance is a bitch, especially when the weather isn't always in our favor. Sunday I'll cruise the ads and menu plan for next week. Have a good weekend everyone!