Usually, I’m up and at school early on Fridays because I don’t have to get all dressed up. I didn’t sleep as good either, more sinus crap and dreamed my father killed my newborn. I’m sure there are some deep-meanings behind that but my head hurts too much to think about it. I’ll save it for miranda. When I woke up for good, all I wanted to do was run it off, so I did. I never imagined how the stupid TM would get so much use. This morning, it’s raining hard and we don’t have street lights anymore–funding issues. I can’t run at home during the dark and with the haunted house across the street.
Run-3 miles at slowest pace possible.
Fasting B.S-129. wth???
Breakfast-sweet tea and I don’t care right now. I need caffeine and do-over.
Lunch-chili and turkey hot dog. Yeah, I left lunch at home and had to eat a cancer nitrate stick. BUT IT WAS SOOOO GOOD!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Snack-I found some peanuts in the lounge. I won’t think anymore about where they came from and if someone had already sucked off the chocolate.
Dinner–mad dash to visit family. Totally not planned and chaos in the truest form. Grilled breast from KFC. I can’t stand cole slaw and the potatoes and gravy were calling my name. I chose to ignore it. We won’t discuss the biscuits. I didn’t eat them but I had unholy thoughts about them.
Post dinner B.S-331–I have no f***** idea why. I didn’t have any carbs or sugar. Maybe the marinade from the chicken??