But I feel like it’s just been a lot of ups and downs. More so than usual. I’m doing these awesome events, getting to work these cool days and do great stuff, am on top of my health and fitness, etc. And then there are days like yesterday where it’s down, so down and even though I start off strong in the morning after a night of drinking and eating, I falter and binge on more pretzels and Nutella than I can count. I hate myself for that. I hate my body. My arms are too massive. They don’t even look muscular they just look big. My stomach seems to always be a sticking point and I just can’t get past it.
There’s some light in the tunnel. I ran outside on back to back days because it was just so beautiful outside I couldn’t imagine spending an hour trapped in the gym.