Posted by Amy | Posted in Food, Having It All, Mind Games, Running | Posted on 31-08-2010
Majestically, Mother Nature fingers loose from her GrabBag ‘o Fate, the voodoo doll in the shape of Fit Girl. Teasing a stinging nettle from her living crown, Mother Nature whispers “The scales must balance Little One. You owe me one week a month as payment for all the gifts I give you.”
Hoovering the thorn above Fit Girl’s heart – “You can cry and watch sappy romantic comedies in bed.”
Delicately tapping Fit Girl’s head she coos “You can unleash your own special brand of hell on your family and friends and maybe even start smoking again”
Tracing that nettle seductively over Fit Girl’s tummy, she intones “Or you can crave sweets and salts with the insatiable fury of a tornado”.
Fat Girl dons her acolyte toga and begins a ritualistic chant known oh so well — “Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies. Cookies.”
Weepy, Fit Girl nods her acquiescence. Jabbing the nettle right into her tummy, Mother Nature proclaims “Then it is so”.
Lighten bolts rain down upon Fat Girl, and her cackles of maniacal laughter echo throughout the land.
Yeah, I got my period and the pressure of eating well, exercising, quitting smoking, bleeding and generally feeling crappy AND not wanting to take that out on those around me just pushed my inner Fat Girl over the edge and I ate cookies. I gave myself a raging sugar headache and I’m still recovering. Hopefully a run at the gym and some weights will help me sort it out. We’ll see.
My run yesterday was not super great. It was hot. VERY hot and I was not properly hydrated. By Mile 1, my mouth was already pasty and I decided not to push things too hard and walk for a bit. Today’s another day right??
Yesterday I ran 2.76miles in 33:01 at a pace of 11’56” burning 393 calories.