There’s a time and a place when you do not want to run into your ex. Times like tonight, when you’re sleep deprived, you have the remnants of the largest pimple in the history of pimples resting above your lip creating a harelip sort of effect, when your hair is a wreck, you have mascara induced raccoon eyes, and you are wearing your “commute” shoes.
Yeah, so tonight would definitely be the night that I ran into my ex boyfriend. Then I babbled, because I’m tired and it was 11pm and I hadn’t eaten dinner and had no brain power left to censor the babble. I’m glad that in exactly one minute it will be tomorrow, that way I can chalk this day up to being funny and sad and just a regular run of the mill day.
Today will be my rest day, seeing as how I hardly have enough energy to hold myself upright at this point. I did however take myself on a long walk in Central Park today, not much, but it’s something.
Here’s the food:
Kashi Go Lean Crunch with banana and soy milk
The view from my Central Park Bench
Fage 2% Greek yogurt with peach preserves
Cocoa Mole Larabar
Coffee w/French Vanilla Creamer (don’t judge it was the only creamer in the break room)
Udon noodles in miso broth with shrimp and bok choy
In an effort to get excited about my increased rent and addition of an exercise room/office/guest room, I decided to dedicate a closet to all of my fitness supplies. It’s amazing how just putting all of that stuff in one place makes me feel so much more excited about this prospect.
A new home for my Exercise DVDs, yoga blocks, straps, dumb bells and detachable hoola hoop.
Now when people come over, I won’t look like some whacked out exercise obsessed freak. Except of course, if you don’t overlook the fact that I’ll have a whole room dedicated to downward dogging.