How can I tell the bully in my brain to scram?
Every night I lay in bed and drift off to thoughts of bouncing out of bed, high-impact exercise, a cool down with my best dog buddy, shower & off to kick the day in the butt. But, in reality, I get out of bed late, brush my teeth, feed my best dog buddy and I am deflated. I get on the scale, no loss. I have a cup of coffee…
