Am I sick??!! (in the head)

Today is Easter Sunday. We went to my brother Ron's in Roseville for Easter. I was looking forward to spending time with my family, and Cassie was so excited to go on an Easter egg hunt and see her cousins.

Because it is Sunday, I missed my usual Sunday classes, Body Combat and Body Pump. One of my two favorite days of the week. I know it is a family day. I couldn't help be really peeved that I couldn't work out. Well, maybe not peeved, but I felt so off for the early part of the day. I kept looking at the clock during the 9-11 am time period and thinking: "Oh now they are doing THIS part of the routine, or THAT part of the routine." I had this very unsettling, anxious, even depressed feeling driving north, and when 11am hit, it went away.

What is wrong with me that I can't even enjoy NOT going to the gym for a day? On a holiday? Come on. I feel guilty for feeling that way, but I truly enjoy my early Sunday mornings now, when before I would just sleep in. Am I really that obsessed with exercise that I can't even go a day? I didn't work out Thursday or Friday this past week, and while I missed it, I didn't have the same feeling that I did today. Maybe because its the classes I enjoy so much, and this is one of my two priority days that I haven't missed in months.

Then I drove both ways, there and back. It was about 2-1/2 hours there, which wasn't so bad. But on the way back, the rain was SO heavy, and I really do despise freeway driving since my gravel truck accident. The traffic was so bad. It took 1-1/2 hours just to get from Roseville to Vacaville - normally 45 minutes. We had to stop twice for pit stops, and it took 4 hours. Franklin slept part of the way and offered to drive halfway back but it was just easier to keep going. Now I wish I had let him because sitting on my ass for 6-1/2 hours today was brutal. Not that it would have been any better if he had driven; I still was inactive for most of my day and I am not used to that. Now I need to make sure I make it to Combat tomorrow night, not my usual night, but because I missed today. Last time I did Combat two nights in a row, I hurt my shoulder. I will just have to be careful tomorrow.

Probably the best part of today, personally, besides the family time, was the fact that I felt good with how I looked. I was wearing an outfit that was not plus size in any way! My pants were my first pair of goal pants, in a regular size, bought at the GAP. I bought them with Jessica's expert fashion guidance in early February, wanted to be in them comfortably by my birthday on Feb 25 but they were still snug. Today they fit perfectly, if not a tad loose. I have never been able to wear pants from the GAP. They didn't carry plus sizes. And the tank was a present from Jessica from JCrew, size Medium. HELLO??!! I don't think I have ever worn a medium. And my purple thing (I don't know what it's called) was a large, not XL or XXL. Wow. The pants made my stomach look flatter, even though it is far from it. And I actually took some pictures that I am proud of. My favorite is posted above, with Franklin. I received multiple compliments from family, and that felt great. It is pretty vain, but I felt good about myself today and that sparks something inside of me to keep going, to keep working.

Now I need to go soak in a hot tub, and go to bed. Busy day tomorrow. But I am on SPRING BREAK and don't have to go to work. Aaaaahhh.