The Accountability Partner
Over the past week of Nashvillian travel and slumber party nights (not at my home…since I'm afraid of being there alone), both my workouts and my eating habits are in turmoil. My body hates me. My workouts are jumbled. My schedule is whack. And…it's just way easier to make excuses for why things are the way they are than to actually do something about it. Ha! But, yesterday, after being completely fed up with our complete pathetic-ness, Jennifer (my baseball-wife slumber-mate) and I put our shoes to the pavement and sweated off the entire bin of tortilla chips that was stuck to our bums from lunch. Thank goodness. I wish I had her with me everywhere I went. Accountability partners are officially the way to go. In health. In fitness. But mostly just in life in general. Love you Jennaaay!
Oh, and one day, Jen and I decided that we're going to live next door to each other on Lake Keowee in South Carolina. I'm saying this now so that in 20 years when it finally comes true, I can look back and say, "I told ya so!"
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Adam is flying home tonight (Monday) from Texas! Yeehaw! He'll be home for 4 days and then gone again for 9. Ugh. That. Super. Sucks. But, at least I'll get to see him for a wee little bit!
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