Not the week I planned on

I missed a workout on Friday. The first workout I'd missed since November 7. I think I had the same issue, exhaustion. You're supposed to take the week after a meet off to rest, but I'm always so fired up from the meet that I want to keep lifting. I had to lay off two ladies at work on Wednesday. That just spins me out. Especially if they a single mothers with children, which they were in this case. Not only was my boss no help, she actually seemed to be doing everything she could to make my life difficult that day. Finally, I called her bluff on something around 4pm and she had to back off. This started the chocolate consumption. There is so much crap around the offices right now, that a little bit of stress, ok a buttload of stress and I'm doing the wrong thing almost instantaneously. Not to proud of last week's performance. I'll weigh in in a little bit and see where I ended up. Yesterday started off correctly, went to the gym and had a protein bar for breakfast. Next thing you know I'm drinking Kir Royale at the Left Bank, ordering French Onion Soup and all hell is breaking loose. I had to pick up KO's son at his hoop game in San Anselmo and drive him to the Fairmount for a family event. I had a couple of glasses of wine with them at the Fairmount and headed home. I ended up skipping dinner, having a BFL dessert and calling it a night. Today is the last day of a 12 week challenge and I think I actually finished heavy a couple of pounds. Hopefully the fat percentage will be down a bit.