Brain Dumps.

Omad

Grilled chicken pesto with vegetables.

Lunch

2 cuties: 70cals

4 apple slices: 23 cals

8 grapes: 28 cals

So recently while at the gym I was robbed. 🙃 My bag was in my locker while I was working out and my cash was taken.

It’s not a super big deal but it was quite discouraging, and made me really not wanna keep going to the gym.

Lucky for me though I’m getting a treadmill for my house. I already have a stationary bike, so with the treadmill I won’t have to go back to the gym.

I know that being cold all the time is a side effect, but this is a different kind of cold man.

Sometimes I can’t even move from my bed because of how much I’m shivering and it’s agony. But at the same time I feel validated by it. I’ve done enough to have this as a consequence? Already?

Like am I the only one who doesn’t trust that? There’s no way zero calories actually exist.

Sometimes I don’t even trust zero cal drinks or sweeteners.

I feel like if I don’t post everything that bounces around my head no one will remember that I’m still alive. Probably my need for attention or my lack of self control honestly.

Every time I step on the scale or eat/ fast I feel the need to post about it. I don’t post often because of this.

I don’t want to get termed for posting pics, so I post drawings. I feel the need to be just vague enough to be relatable yet unique enough to be relevant.