Friday
SO this bunny is struggling with a sort of emotional dichotomy.
I'll lay it out, sorry about the negatives!
1. My outer right knee is still screwed up, probably from trail running Monday, Kickboe Tuesday, and trail running Wednesday all in a row (after resting from exercise about 10 days). Yesterday I took off exercise and today I got up and did a few short toning exercises on On Demand Exercise TV--AM yoga, and a few ab workouts. I don't feel like they did SHIT but oh well.
2. I have to go to Stanford University and pour wine at the faculty club tonight. It's fun and I'm going to make money, but last time I did it I had AIL to help. We both had a blast! And yesterday I asked him and he said he wanted to, but this morning he informed me: "man my neck hurts like mad, honey. not sure if i wanna be driving and standing up that much : (
i DO want to go, but im gonna have to see if some excedrin makes my neck better first. every time you sleep over i have a stiff neck for a day or two and im not sure why." I was sympathetic in my response but it looks like I won't have his help, and it's going to get busy. I'm going to call my girl friend Trisha who lives in Palo Alto, for help. Also, I was a bit peeved that he's associating me spending the night with him with the neck aches. Oh well, I DO call him the "Asshole I Love." *shrugs*
3. Yesterday I was tired, slightly hung over, and I couldn't exercise. I did some yoga moves and I realized, man, my inner thighs are STILL sore from doing too much leg presses 3 weeks ago, even AFTER my week off exercise. With the screwed up knee, I feel old and like I'm falling apart. Already. This is putting a damper on my day and the negative feeling is NOT helping the situation. I'm worried that my diet is lacking but that doesn't make sense since I've been eating so well. I suppose I'll have to keep eating well and see--I think a real diet change takes weeks to months for someone to notice a difference (in my case, lower GI foods).
4. Past 2 days I had a 550 calorie surplus. Wed was the whole Fish and chips and beer and petrone shots; yesterday was the no exercise thingy, AND shit I had 3 110-cal cookies but I didn't eat to feeling full at ALL yesterday. I don't know how I consumed 2400 calories! I really don't. It always happens when I'm tired and hung over. ALWAYS.
5. It's Day 25 today. Luteal phase. I'm moody, and all this stuff on going on is adding to it. Mentally, I'm fine, save for the disappointment in my body. But I'm completely dead to any motivation to get anything done, except I did laundry last night. And my dishes. I can't even study for the P.T. exam. I'm not sure what my problem is, BUT I have a feeling that a newfound motivation will pop up real soon. I'm actually just kind of hanging out, waiting for a change in mood.
Tomorrow I also pour wine, in Corralitos. At least I'll be making some extra money, I've only been working 20 hours lately, and yesterday I came in early only to find my BITCH of a manager in my fucking office. She's been using my office in the morning "to get some morning work done" and that means I can't fucking come in early and get extra hours? That sucks. At least I can stay late but when it gets dark my motivation goes away and I just want to go home.
I have my meals planned today but there's going to be a buffet and a dinner at the event tonight and I'm worried I'll eat too much there. I can't really exercise today, with my knee. All right, time to jump in the shower and get ready.