So tired this morning, even after getting to bed last night before 9pm. We slept until 5am, I was awake for some time around 10:45 when LA came to bed.
Awake thinking. Thinking. I remind myself of what I've heard in the Unf*ck Yourself book - that I need to be OK with Uncertainty. I'm uncertain about the future, what changes will happen, how life will no longer be "normal".
Today's run was tired too. Before I left the house, I ate some bacon and ground beef. I think I was just weak minded and tired. Craving salt. How can I be craving salt when I seem to eat so much of it? I think I'm puffy *because* I'm eating so much salt.
But the run is done, even though the pace was 12 m/m and I wanted so badly to walk. And I did walk a little, but not as much as I wanted to.
I ate brekkie (second brekkie) around 1130 and felt better. Still no carbs (eggs, mayo, cucumber, bacon, ground beef for brekkie) and still no change. Still looking for 120s.
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