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.