Today wasn't the best day. But it's okay, I know I wasn't good and tomorow I will pick myself up and move on. It's partly the fault of the boyfriend lol. It's his birthday today and our 3 year anniversary. As I previously stated I am not ready to tell him I am trying to lose weight, and his birthday/anniversary was not the day to do it. I had also been talking about all last week, (Not this one) about how I was excited to go out for burgers with him. Then for dinner he wanted pizza. (Did I tell you he was a fatty?) So I ordered him pizza and I had 4 slices. I realize I should have had one, but that is part of this journey right? Learning from mistakes.
I mentioned to him today that I felt gross because I had eaten so much and I really did feel sick to my stomach. I know why too! It's because of the influx of healthy food and cleansing I did of my system this past week that all the grease felt werid to my new stomach.
I'm just ready for tomorow, to pick myself up and carry on.
Can I have a hug?