Today I saw a number on the scale I said I'd never see again.
I'm disappointed in myself.
I feel fat, ugly and gross.
Marathon training is no excuse for crappy eating.
The 29 miles I've run so far this month...
The 25 miles I've biked...
I'm gaining weight.
I feel like I'm out of control.
This is not where I wanted to be.
This is not how I wanted to feel.
This has to stop.
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