Epic failure of a week

Seven days go by way too fast, especially when one is a procrastinator like myself.  I have these goals, and I always think, "It's only Monday. I have plenty of time to accomplish all of these goals by Sunday night."  And then things happen like watching television and going out for drinks and getting sick and seeing friends, and all of a sudden it is Sunday night and none of my goals have been accomplished. 

So yeah.  This week I got in ZERO of my 150 workout minutes. I didn't stretch at all on any of my mornings. I bought Brussels sprouts as my weekly veggie but haven't cooked them.  And I believe I ate out...five times this week instead of once.  Plus, I seriously slacked on my water and vitamin intake.  Horrible, awful week.

This week, my goal is to accomplish all of my goals.  Plan for what I know is coming.  Monday I watch TV. Perhaps some weights whilst watching Brad hand out roses?  Tuesday, I have a meeting at work and then a friend is coming over.  Have dinner already cooked or prepped?  No AM job at all this week.  Set my alarm for five minutes earlier to do some stretches and yoga poses?  Cook my Brussels sprouts on Wednesday, when I know I'll have the time and no other plans?  Not difficult.

Happy Day of Love to all of you!