Kind of frustrated with life and snuck out to go running at like 9 pm. It was creepy like it always is at night because there are bugs in the trees that go PSSSST! like a rapist/murderer waiting for the perfect moment to get me. (LOL?) I don’t know why running in the dark at night is so different than running in the dark in the morning.
Anyway, I don’t even feel like I ran at all even though my 5k app made me run for 2 1/2 minutes twice and my heart rate was through the roof. I need to try to run as many times as I can in the next few weeks. A lot of stuff is happening starting EXACTLY three weeks from today and I do not want to look or feel like this anymore!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Luckily (or not…) Thanksgiving won’t be too difficult for me to handle, overeating-wise, because I have work the next three days after, which means I won’t be able to eat anything that contains milk, cheese, soy, broccoli, cauliflower, beans, etc etc etc. (And I don’t eat meat.) So I probably won’t be eating much of anything really. Maybe bread. Bread is safe.
I’m just talking for no reason now. I need to go to sleep.
I could enjoy the holidays like a normal person without my eating disorder and food allergies consuming my every thought.
I’m so sad and frustrated today.
the area to the left of my right knee has been twitching for two days straight.
doing really well for about two weeks now. December is full of important events and I am disgusting. I have to wear cute dresses.
I’m excited to weigh myself tomorrow but I don’t feel any different.
I’m so annoyed because I fell asleep all afternoon and missed my snack time and then worked out after dinner so I’m struggling to meet my protein goal. It would be so easy if I didn’t have four hundred different food allergies.
I got tired of this tumblr because my dash became really repetitive. I’m coming back now.
I’ve fallen off the face of the earth. Work things are busy. School things are busy.
Food things are not going well.
doing better than I was two weeks ago, but I still feel so disgusting that I’ve been afraid to weigh myself. I’ve never been one of those people who is afraid to get on the scale but I guess that’s how bad it is.
I accidentally turned yesterday into a free day and it wasn’t a TOTAL mess except when I ate 10 or 12 Rolos, 2 mini Snickers, 2 mini Three Musketeers, and a bowl of coconut milk ice cream. Ugh. Tomorrow is another day, but I only have so much time until my vacation. :/
At least I’ve been keeping up with my running.