#adicted

I’m dying!!!! Ok not really but let me tell you something these nest 72 hours will make or break me. I LOVE soda specifically Pepsi (I’m allowed to say the name right? It’s not like anyone really gonna read these and I’m not sponsered or anything.), so I’m doing some last min pick ups today with the plan to meal prep when I get home. All I wanted while driving and walking around the store was some sweet sweet necture of the Gods, in the gorgeous blue dress of a can. BUT I didn’t I stopped myself. And since it was 1:30 and I hadn’t eaten yet.

To stick to my diet but get something quick I went to a fast food place and got a burger, just the cheese no bun. I also got a smoothie, this is where I get sad so I buy it and then I research it and I can’t have this smoothie so I had to give it to my roommate. But I was able to have the burger no problem. At this point I’m home and I realize I did a dumb, I do not take the meat out of the freezer this morning. So I have to wait for everything to thaw out, most of it didn’t so I only got a little bit of meal planning done. I did get eggs boiled for breakfast so I won’t have to worry about that.

Fun fact about myself I don’t eat breakfast because I don’t wanna wake up early to make it, so most days I get one meal in which is another reason I’m meal planning/preping can’t complain if the works done and all you need to do is microwave it. I also drank water today (I know super shocking :o), I never for multiple reasons to probably don’t care about. I got the crystal light make my water taste better so I don’t chuck it across the room things and the bottle with spouts to make drinking easier, I’m gonna refill the ones I bought after they’re done cause I hate paying for water.

Bonus for me though I stayed under on my carbs, met my protein, and fat goals today so starting off strong. Wooooo.

But my mom wanted to watch the Olympics in Sochi. And I was there to record it for her. Well, I decided to watch it. Whatever reason, I don’t know anymore. But to watch, I had to choose someone I could root for. So I did. There was this man, with a white suit and, I think, red lines on it. So, there he was, for, I don’t know, the first or second shooting of the Individual. And I got confused. I thought, he had a strange ass. Like… the form was… until I realized, that his white suit just melted with the white background and the red line drew an optical illusion. That ass, that confusion, made me think, well, okay. I’m rooting for that ass. Now, I don’t know anymore, if it was his ass or not. I don’t know. It could have been anyone with a white suit and color lines. But I chose that ass.

And I think, if that ass, I was rooting for, hadn’t won the race, I wouldn’t be where I’m now.

5 years later. Still rooting for the same ass, who won Olympic gold in Sochi.

The greatest out there. Martin Fourcade.