Dear Diary,
This is getting crazy. I'm not only losing energy, but I'm wasting it on dumb s**t. I'm sure it took something to digest the sugary crap I ate yesterday. A pop tart, a cheese danish and a red velvet cupcake that wasn't worth the time it took to eat it. I was hoping to get a sugar boost to get me by. Huh? Ok. I just wanted them. My will power also seems to be wavering. But it didn't matter too much because I knew that I was gonna workout yesterday. So much for what I thought I knew. I was in bed laying down before 8. There is no reason to talk to you about weight loss if I'm not doing anything to get there, so I quit. I quit , at least until I get my lazy a** out of this funk. I could see you tomorrow. This could be it for us. I just know I won't be back until I exercise. This is a f***ing exercise in futility. Huh? Well technically I guess it could... Nope f*** that.
PS. Don't tell me. I know. Jay-Z would be so disappointed.
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