Why is it that whenever I come home after being at Jake's for a week I eat way too much and stay up way too late? I almost doubled my calorie intake yesterday and stayed up until 5 am this morning. Needless to say, I feel like shit today. It's not like I'm depressed about being home or anything; I know we both need time to ourselves. It's always weird when you slip up after changing your habits; you realize just how crappy you felt before on a daily basis, bloated and lethargic.
I haven't gone over my calorie limit today so that's one thing I can be proud of, since I tend to get discouraged and quit whenever I screw up something like this. I've lost a couple more pounds, only 15 total since the beginning of the year, but it's better than gaining it. I'll admit that I wasn't trying very hard before, losing a couple pounds and then quitting, rinse and repeat, but I'm really trying not to fuck it up this time. Jake's cheering me on, and it really helps to know that for once someone believes in you and wants to help you reach your goal. ;w;
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