Sleep Deprivation - 1, Mary-Michael - 0

It's a generally acknowledged concept that lack of sleep leads to appetite stimulation, which then leads (possibly) to weight gain.  I'm not a scientist and I haven't studied this at all but it makes a lot of sense. The more hours a day you spend awake, the more energy you need, so you naturally want to eat more.  Also, the less sleep you get, the less able you are to deal with stress and situations beyond your control, which might prompt certain personality types (re: mine) to reach for the peanut butter M&M's or the melted cheese dip.

Furthermore, if you are not sleeping enough hours, it seems a million times more difficult to rouse yourself out of bed for a morning workout, let alone rouse yourself up to make a healthy breakfast or get ready for work.  This is precisely what happened to me last night/this morning.  And, what's worse is that it happened immediately after I'd been applauding my very diligent efforts at Happy Hour. 

I should probably have skipped Happy Hour because it had been a long and trying day at work and I was already feeling exhausted.  But, I had cancelled on my girlfriend for Valentine's Day. so I felt a bit obligated, thus my Jenny-Craig-following friend and I met for a few drinks after work.  I was dietarily well behaved and not only limited myself to a mere two glasses of wine, but also I did NOT order the delicious shrimp-macaroni-and-cheese that's half price during Happy Hour and tastes like dairy-perfection.  Skipping this in favor of the Mediterranean platter (olives, hummus and baba ganoush) was nothing short of a miracle. (I mean, hummus is good, but it's just not the same.)

Sadly, my victorious mood was not to last, thanks to that cursed modern device known as a blackberry (re: a convenient way to feel anxious and stressed about work when it's after 5pm and you're doing something in no way work-related.)  I received an evening-email from my boss that was quite discouraging.  Instead of putting it aside and worrying about it today, after a good night's sleep, I got worked up about it, more so than necessary because I was tired and cranky.  On my way home, the more I let my thoughts swirl around in my mind, the more distraught I became.  So, after such a winning happy hour, I stopped at the grocery store for Peanut Butter M&M's and twizzler bites. Whoops....

To make matters worse, I stayed up late being edgy, contemplating my future as a human being, and playing brick-breaker to numb my mind, so I started today even more tired than before.  Not surprisingly I woke up too late for my last bootcamp.  I'm very disappointed I missed it.  I could have gotten up and worked out in my bedroom, but I  made the executive decision to roll over for 45 minutes of extra zzzzz's.

Hopefully tonight I can get myself to bed at a decent hour and finish the week in a more refreshed state! I have my first long run (well, first run at all) since the foot sprain, so I need all my reserves to get through it.