Soo I began my morning LATE!! I was even planning to go into work early, but nooo I was LATE! So I spring outta bed rushing, but not rushing past that scale!!! Give me a good number, keep me happy I'm whispering. UP A POUND! What the TRUCK?? I was starving last night, and now I'm up a pound?!?!?
I yell "what else am I supposed to do?!" but before I finish my sentence I answer it. Work out.
I gotta get back to the gym. Just eating baby food sized portions isn't gonna cut it. I need to burn these calories too! So tomorrow is back to la gymnasia. No excuses, exhaustion, low energy, starvation, whatever! I need to get back!!!
So I head to work pissy, late and feeling bloated. From what?! The apples I eat? Oh or maybe the 2 oz. of cucumbers I had for a snack!? No?? Ughhh... pissy.
Anyways I get to work have my cereal, which never disappoints, and ask my office mate to grab me a large decaf down stairs.
As I begin to wake up, answer emails and slowly sip my decaf I feel giddy. Happy actually, and kind hyper. WAIT A MINUTE! Why am I happy?! Why am I smiling???? Ahhhh she forgot to say decaf. I am getting my much needed crack which I have deprived myself since last friday! Sadly I am ecstatic for her mistake and drink it down with no inhibitions. I am on cloud nine, I am getting my work done in record time... I am addicted...
Crack kills....
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