in such a good mood until I walked back in the front door to discover an entire fucking pad of paper ripped up by the stupid idiotic immature dog who will never fucking grow up.
Today was the first time I ran in like a week. I haven’t really been biking either. No good reason why. Fell off the wagon for a couple of days. I was supposed to start Week 2 this week but I don’t think I can do it yet. I’ll have to wake up extra extra early to do it otherwise I’ll probably drop dead in the heat. It’s like 86°/91° right now. I always think about how much easier it would be if it was like… 80° and felt like 80°. Like it SHOULD at 9:30 in the morning in the summer. (Fuck Florida.)
I’ve started riding my bike 10 miles every time instead of 8. It’s exhausting but it burns like four million calories. Which is why I haven’t been doing it because it’s a pain in the ass, especially when there’s wind. I’m not exactly aerodynamic.
I’m off today and tomorrow so I have to get all these things done like cleaning and other stuff for the road trip, which is a week and a day from now. I really fucking slacked off and I don’t think I lost any weight at all since the END OF JUNE like I planned to. I haven’t weighed myself in forever because I know it’s just going to make me mad. I am glad I’ve been running a lot and I haven’t stopped trying. At least there’s that.
My sister and my parents both went on vacations without me this week so I’m going to be totally alone until Thursday. I’m starting to get a crush on this guy I went to school with who got totally hott but has a girlfriend. I’m craving avocado all the time.