Friday, September 20, 2013
I've got a couple of things going on here for background . . . I've just started taking a medication that keeps me at a low-grade nausea most of the time. I'm going to ask if I can take a different medication.
Secondly, the foods I cooked for this week are, well, kinda yucky. I mean, they're all right, I guess, but they just . . . they're grossing me out. I know I sound spoiled, but I've got to say it.
I've had some trouble this week eating up to the proper number of calories due to these two factors, and today, for the finale, I had a pack of cookies and a Coke with the thought that, "Well, I need to get my calories up anyway."
I've got a mean post-sugary-food insulin rush right now, and I feel pooped. I'd totally forgotten that when I eat junk, I feel like junk.
I'm really not being hard on myself . . . I just feel tired . . . and I have a workout to get through . . . live & learn.