WORD OF CAUTION TO ANY GENTS READING... IT'S ABOUT TO GET REAL GIRLY HERE IN A SECOND! ;)
Last week I stuck to my foods pretty damned well, I'd say. I even went to the Giant's game and maintained good eating habits by having a cha cha cha bowl. Problem is, though, that a lot of the food I ate over the weekend was chock-full of sodium. Salt, salt, and more salt. Add to that, it's that time of the month... and I am seriously a mild disaster. My hormones are all over the place, my face is breaking out, I'm craving chocolate like a crazy person... I just want to SCREAM! So, I'm trying SUPER hard to stay focused on the end-results. But, losing only 1.7 pounds last week is really putting a damper on my "get up and go." I know, I know... every week can't be a +5 pound week, but I want it to be! I feel miserable. I'll totally take a loss over a gain any day of the week... but since I'm an emotional wreck, I've decided to just moan and groan about it a little.
On a side note, there are only 2 weeks left until my next race. My lungs have been KILLING me. I ordered a new puffer... hope it helps! I need to be able to run at least 6 miles this week or I'm screwed. UGH.
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