Yesterday's Food: Fucked
Exercise: Upper Body and Lactate Threshold Intervals
1 hour 31 mins : 717 calories : 172 max hr : 124 average hr
Don't eat a treat unless you are in a happy place. I went completely off the rails. I won't disgust you with the itemised list of non-stop crap that I put in my mouth, suffice to say I am ashamed and pissed off at myself. I am like an alcoholic who can't just have one drink without getting completely smashed.
This morning I feel sick and hungover (a food hangover - I didn't drink!). I didn't go to RPM because I couldn't bear the thought of cheery instructor shouting encouragement. Instead I worked as hard as I could in the gym and ran my legs off on the treadmill.
I don't feel like eating anything at all at the moment but I am going to have breakfast - egg whites and veggies. Lots of green tea and water for me.
I am not a machine. I am a broken human being who fucks up just like everyone else. Luckily for me, yesterday is over and done, and I have this moment and all of today to do things I am proud of.
The most bizarre thing is that my muscles looked amazing in the gym this morning and I am finally warm. I am actually sitting here in my singlet and not freezing.