Sunday, September 29, 2013
I went on a bike ride and got phenomenally lost. I mean, so lost I had to bust out the GPS lost. Naturally I got lost in one of the hillier parts of my area, so there was a lot of grunting and obstacles and very narrow overpasses on freeways and it felt like I was going to have to resort to some parkour moves with my bike if the sidewalk got any narrower. Yeah, I was so lost I had to use the SIDEWALK. I'd say that takes some talent right there.
Consequently, I got home and was too tired to eat. I did not feel hungry and I couldn't muster the energy to get off the bathroom floor and go get food. This is never a good sign, because it means that I will become so hungry I will douse my cat in barbecue sauce and try to eat her. So I forced myself to eat a nutritious lunch and drink plenty of water with some added electrolytes and carry on as normal. I've been fighting a battle ever since.
I keep thinking that I'm hungry, but I'm not sure if it's tummy hungry or head hungry, and I'm kind of thinking it's head hungry because I'm so darn tired, and I'm doing everything I can to keep from getting hold of my husband's not-so-hidden stash of chocolate covered raisins (which I HATE) and eat them all. I also suspect it's head hungry because I'll stand there looking at the bananas and think NOPE NO WANT. So, if I'm not hungry enough to eat a banana, I must not be tummy hungry. But JEEEEEEEEZ LOUISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! What a struggle. Hopefully this will not lead to a massive binge later on in the week, because I can't afford it with the way the scale has been mercilessly climbing higher and higher.
Back to the battlefield to taunt in French.