Dude. Joke’s on me this week. Last week I was all “meh” but my eating, running and water intake were all spot on. But you see, there are these evil forces in the universe that like to humiliate me and make me feel like a shmuck. And the evil forces are RAMPANT!!! I had that little foodfest on Sunday. Then Monday, I did well and had a great run and then shoved my face full of food right before I went to bed. Doh! So today, I was ready to get serious. Went to the track and run 6 laps. SIX LAPS?!? What the friggin h? That is only 1.2 miles! So I walked another 1.8 and quit. My legs did not even feel like my own. It was like I was in someone else’s body. From the knee down everything was tight and felt full of lead. I didn’t even really enjoy my walk.
So there are some things that I know I need to change. Stay away from the ’seeds for one thing. Too many calories and too much salt. I think the salt was a factor in how my legs felt today. The water was the other factor in how my legs felt today most likely. I have not stayed after my water intake as well lately. Sometimes I do this in the fall because it is not so hot and I don’t feel like guzzling water as much as I do in the summer. Another thing, mom’s appointment with the vascular surgeon was today which would be why I popped a xanax last night. I never take those anymore, but I just wanted a good night of rest. Thought I was doing myself a favor. Nope. I am guessing that xanax does not exactly contribute to a good run. So no more xanax. I don’t need it and it was stupid to take it. And lastly, I gotta stop eating crap. Crap as in snacking. I am usually a very strict “meals only” eater. I don’t do snacking because I know I let it get out of control.
So, breakfast and lunch were the norm. Dinner will be those pulled BBQ chicken sandwiches with kale and a 1/2 cup of ff refried beans and a cup of grapes. This would be 1,213 calories IF I behave myself. IF. I need to stick to this. I need back on track right friggin now. A bad food day AND a bad running day all in the past three days sucks. As hap, hap, happy as I stupidly felt the other day after mindlessly eating whatever I wanted…the reality is that I am not happy this way! 
Edited to add: I AM GOING TO BED NOW. My calories are still at 1,213. My calories WILL STAY 1,213. I can do this. That whole thing about waking up feeling good about the previous day. I want that moment. I will have that moment. Then tomorrow can be day two of getting back on track, instead of yet another day one.
