I had to go grocery shopping this morning with my obese mother. Ugh. I had my breakfast sub from subway, which I know isn't a great choice, but it's the best option I have. And it's mostly vegetables, so. According to Google, it's about 320 calories. Not great, but since I'm easing into restricting anyway, not terrible. But that wasn't the problem. The problem was MY FAT ASS FUCKING MOTHER BOUGHT PACZKIS AND MY FAT ASS ATE THEM! They were lemon...I love lemon...and I fucking at two of them, at 330 calories each. So I literally hit my calorie limit by 9:30 this morning. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....I'm sitting here at work just downing water and trying to figure out how to fix it. I think when I take my lunch I'll work out. And I know that fasting in response to a binge is supposed to be bad but fuuuuuuuuck. I have to eat dinner when I get home too! And there are two more of those goddamn glorified donuts sitting at home. A huge part of me wants to give up and binge since today is fucked anyway, but no. Nobody ever did anything by giving up. Besides, why would I try to do better tomorrow when I can do better today? Right now? Exactly. So that's what I shall do. I guess I'll just work out when I can, drink water til I explode, and eat as little as I can get away with when I get home. And as soon as I can I'll sneak away to my bed and watch True Blood. (Man I love that show. And Sookie is hot.)
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(that was a sigh. Think about it. Sighing is totally an H sound.)
Anyway, I guess that's that for now. I'll post some thinspo.
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