Yesterday morning began with some competition: me whooping Barry’s butt in his favorite game: Phase 10!
He looks so defeated, doesn’t he? HAHAH
Its okay, though, because we followed this the brunch of champions: froyo from Yogurt City!
I know I’ve been on a froyo kick, but its just so good, and I choose healthier options such as sugar free yogurt and lots of fruits!
Can you guess which cup is mine and which one is Barry’s?
The remainder of the day was filled with some personal stressors and I tended to crackers. Some how, I’m not sure how exactly, but by 4pm, I had eaten my normal allotment of calories… I was confused, already frustrated, and took it out on myself with purging. I felt crippled, again, by this disorder. As a curled into a ball in my bed, I called Barry, crying hysterically out of frustration. I felt bad putting him in that situation. I mean, what can he say? But it meant a lot to know he was there to listen. Talking to him on my way into night shift helped to mellow me out and set me up for a good night.
It turned out it was Associate Appreciation Day at the hospital and they treated us with a BBQ-esque lunch. I headed down to the caf to find burgers, wraps, and the like, along with salads and fruit.
I avoided the salads for the most part, except for the cabbage salad, which I want to see if I can make, and grabbed some fruit. After eating this, I felt guilt.
Why? I started back with smart choices at my next meal. There is no reason to feel guilt over fruit! I kept myself busy at work, and proceeded to have a fruit powered shift.
After a long and completely exhausted 2 hour staff meeting, lots of coffee, and half a French cruller later, I finally got some sleep!
After a brief nap, I woke up, showered, and got ready for date night. I was in a much better mind set after a good night of eating and self control.