Domestic Violence and 9 Buck Coffee

Just sat down to dinner.  House smells like salmon.  Cat going nuts.  This is my Thursday night in a nutshell. 

Last night I went to bed thinking that when the alarm goes off at 4:16 I might just punch someone.  Unfortunately for him, my husband would be the only person within arms reach.  Pretty sure that's domestic violence....even in Mebane. 
I woke up in a fog and stumbled to the bathroom as most people would....sober...before 5am.  It was going to be a long day.

My drive to work proved to be amazing.  Two words: Dunkin Donuts.  No, I'm not referring to the fried dough...even with a sweet tooth, I've never been a big fan of donuts.  Wedding cake = another story.  I am talking about the coffee.  Dear sweet God I was coffee drunk by 5:32am.  I've heard people rave about their coffee, but I've never taken the plunge to try the original blend for 9 bucks.  During the week I keep Maxwell House in business.  BUT, I happen to buy a bag to try.  I had a coupon.  For the record, I used ONE coupon, not 10 or an entire notebook full.  One.  Extreme couponing is horrible.  It angers me more than it should because I always get stuck behind that one nut-job freaking out over saving 40 cents.  Meanwhile, I'm losing seconds off my life watching this circus act as my milk goes bad.  Just know that if you whip out the scrapbook of clippings in the checkout line, everyone pretty much hates you.
I get carried away.
Long story short, the coffee rocked my morning and I was sad when I drank the last sip.  Emotional low point of my day was finishing coffee.....ridiculous.

Workout today was legs and core.  I was pleased with the weights and included several supersets that made me want my mama.  I was a total meathead fest with me, Brian, Garrett, Jacob, and David.  I've never really lifted with females come to think of it.  In college I was always in the back with the guys while the vagina-cardio-convention was held on the elipticals.  They fell victim to the "I'm-going-to-look-like-a-dude-if-I-touch-a-dumbbell" mentality.  Ugh,...I still deal with that sometimes with females even now more than I'd like to.  Its a horrible misconception that leaves women literally running circles trying to get in shape and achieve the physique they desire.  Its crap.  Throw it out.

A client texted me today to tell me her fitness goals for the weekend and her cardio accomplishment of the day.  I was thrilled.  And truly, I was touched that she was excited to tell me.  She is slowly but surely turning her life around and fostering genuine self-love in the process.  Its awesome.  Another highlight of my day.

The last highlight of my day came when I was on the phone with my mom.  She made an analogy involving herpes and I nearly ran off the road.  It was so far from her sense of humor (more like mine honestly), and I laughed until I cried.  I was so proud.  Well done mom, well done.

Friday is almost here and I have big plans of working out, cleaning, and working in my garden.  I will probably say about 5 words all day, which will be fine.  I need some down time.  Have a great night folks and get ready for the weekend. 
I'll have a few words about staying on track Sat-Sun tomorrow....until we meet again....niiiight!