Pity Party :(

Sooo, yesterday one of my projects to bring my message to the rest of the country and really change the health of America hit what my husband calls a speed bump. Not a total derailment but enough of a bump that I could have easily decended in to a full-on pity party complete with noise makers, party hats and, of course, ice cream. So at the critical moment when a choice was at hand, I chose..... 10,000 steps on my treadmill instead. Just the act of moving kept my mind moving forward and the bump seem less critical and the future positive. Today, instead of waking with a food and pity hangover I woke with a renewed sense of determination and focus!