Crappy day and crappy food

Yesterday... was frankly, a shitty day.  I haven't had a day like that in awhile.  I kept thinking to myself... all I want are multiples of these:

lots of these:

and some of this:

The only thing that would have made me feel better was stuffing my face with bad food and beer.  This is how I handled my emotions in the past, but I cannot allow food to change how I feel anymore. 

I ended going to happy hour after school and had ONE beer and NO bar food.  If I was not as focused on losing weight like I am right now, I would have had several beers and consumed that food above.  I could have... but I had enough willpower to say no. 

I came home after a couple of hours, ate a small salad, and went up to my bedroom... and fell asleep shortly after that.  I woke up this morning and realized I messed up my streak... I got so frustrated with myself!  With all the crap I had to deal with yesterday, I forgot to do some form of physical activity yesterday.  My streak ended after a measly 5 days... so weak! 

I went for a run today -- 4 miles in 42:20 (10:35 min/mile average)

I didn't want to push it too much as my shins were still a little tender from Thursday night's speedwork. 

Alrighty stalkers (LOL!)... time to watch a movie with the husband.