So I am still up at 11 minutes past midnight. I am already excited about weighing myself tomorrow morning. Is that sad? I can't stop thinking about what I am going to eat and how many cals are in it and how much exercise I am going to do. I can feel myself slipping into the mindset but in a way I am perfectly happy with that. Whatever gets me results quickest in my opinion. I did think I had a bit longer before the obsession set in though. It's like i'm in control but i'm not. My thoughts aren't mine if that makes sense, it's something that pops into my head and it's like another person telling me what to do. Telling me I need to keep cutting back and that everything will be better. That I will look much better for the next time I see C.
My head hurts :(
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