Yes, that's right. I feel like a fussy baby. I had the WORST night's sleep in a very long time. Tossed & turned, looked at the clock & only minutes would pass. I was miserable. I really wanted to keep tossing when the alarm went off but knew that I'd feel better if I moved my body. Kevin even offered to just walk (which he detests) but I really wanted to run!
About that run. Let me brag about the MUCH cooler temps we are finally having. It was about 63 when we ran this morning. SO awesome! Dodged the canadian geese once, did our loop then dodged them again by running in a yard. Where....I twisted my ankle :( I think it's okay since I was able to walk it off & keep running. We'll see how it goes as the day progresses.
On a totally separate tangent. Have you guys seen the Tyra promo about the girl with the uber tiny waist? She's going to be on America's Next Top Model. 6'2" & a size 00. Here's the girl (with Ms. J's hands around her waist.)
It sparked a discussion on the radio about size, weight & of course, eating disorders. A woman called in to share her story of eating 37 calories a day but when she couldn't stop the hunger she started purging instead. Her gag reflex stopped working with her finger so she had to use a knife. I had tears in my eyes knowing that people go to such lengths. I've been a hardcore binger. It was really bad at one point in my life (adult life) but now I realize that I can enjoy what I want within reason. Disclaimer: it took a lot of work to get past that mindset. I have coke with lunch, I eat nuts, full fat cheeses, eggs daily, etc. I'm losing weight. I get it. I really do since I've been obese. But you don't have to live that way & you don't have to extreme diet to lose weight either.
See...a tangent. But it broke my heart.
On that note, I better finish payroll. Boys want paid & so do I!!!