So I was thinking…
About joining the Air Force. Crazy??
Doing homework days before it’s due? Is this possible? After an entire life lived on last minute pressure?
It feels good. Yet, now I just find myself fixating on more shit that will be due in the future. In a week. In two weeks. Shit. Nursing. Kill. AHHHHH.
I had a mild frozen custard binge last night, which made me feel really guilty. But proudly, I woke up this morning and dragged my ass to the gym to do 33 minutes on the elliptical. Chump change for the average athletic, I know. But 33 minutes is a pretty big feat for me, on the elliptical machine. Hopefully, if I don’t succumb to my inner fat girl, I can manage to at least maintain at my Wednesday weigh-in.
I am tired. But feeling fairly mentally stable, which is strange. I’ll take it. Maybe the Lamictal really is kicking in. That would be baller.