I worked out twice today.
Well, I worked out at around 1 am, slept, then jumped up and ran out the door for round 2 in the afternoon. I think I might’ve eaten at some point too, and it concerns me that I’m not making a more conscious effort to keep track of my meals. As it is, I know I don’t have some eating disorder.
Fact is: I love food too much to ever give it up or throw it up.
But I am getting a little worried that I haven’t had much of an appetite lately. I might be able to blame part of my recent depression on my shedding uterus, but the appetite is a new issue altogether.
I’m sure it’s nothing…
Written 1/14/11
