I’m a mess.

Well its the end of summer and I’ve gain..wait for it 18 pounds. Hello I haven’t been this heavy since 6th grade.
That’s okay. I say because that’s not worth the tears I just spent on it. I don’t regret that extra bowl of rice I ate talking to my new friend in Taiwan. Or the some kind of weird cake we ate to celebrate my new Friends birthday. No regrets allowed.
On top of that. I’ve been overly stressed. When I’m stressed or upset which I’ve been I stress eat. It happens. I’m a mess. A beautiful mess. All my problems, all my issues are just that. I’m a little unsure of what’s to come..and that’s beautifully okay.
So tomorrow on a Tuesday I will wake up and go on my run like nothing happened.. Like I didn’t check the scale the night before. Except tomorrow night I won’t end it with a ice cream cone. That’s okay. I’m okay. I will not let my self fall back into what I’d like to do. Last summer I lost 30 pounds this summer.. Well you see how that is.

With all of this ranting, I’ll hit the hay. Goodnight fitblr babies and tumblr puppies. 💋