...again. Boyfriend gave me his cold. I knew it was coming, since I could feel it creeping up on me the last couple days, but last night it was hard to sleep. And now I'm just an exhausted mess in constant need of tissues. And I have to work for 4.5 hours tonight. It's time for cold medicine, I guess.
Also, I didn't get to work out today. Tomorrow's plan is a bagel for breakfast, a small bowl of cereal for lunch, and an apple for supper. I've got to ease myself back into restricting or I know I'll just get sicker.
The Return
9 years ago
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