Yeah, that is what it feels like when you get your period sometimes ... a fricking coma. You lose all will to live and every cell in your body wants to just rot. It's awful.
At first I was like where is my euphoria from experiencing such amazing progress? Then the cramps begin. The bloating. And suddenly, no matter what size you are (and I have been pretty small in my life) you feel fat.
Yes, you feel as though your stomach is huge and no matter how much or little you eat, you feel disgusting, as though you have done so much wrong. What I am trying to say is that a period to someone on a journey of weight loss and transformation is the best way to make you feel like shit. To give up. To turn to (gasp) bread.
This morning I made gluten free waffles. In order to feed the bread demon, I suppose, or more to help the comfort food seeker in me. They were fine, but they don't help you feel any less ICK. I should have had a juice or smoothy, not a couple cups of coffee and two small waffles with butter and syrup. But alas, that is just the way of life and you have to accept that once a month this shitstorm is going to come in and you have to weather it as best as you can.
I have no desire to exercise, I have no desire to do much of anything than complain! My back hurts, my legs ache, my boobs hurt.
Oh well. Yesterday I went to a movie and had some popcorn.
So what.
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