Now I'm full out sick. I'm glad this week is over. I gained, but I don't care. I mean I do, but I knew I was going to. Week before TOM and I ate garbage this week, I gave into any craving I wanted to. I'll track, but I know this week's number means nothing. I didn't eat that bad. I only earned 7 APs, and I didn't track most of my week. I knew I was going to gain. Oh well, I'll get my act together starting today.
I had a midterm yesterday, and another paper to hand in. I am so looking forward to my long 4 day weekend/fall break. I have a lot of catch up to do, but I'll be really excited to just not have to get out of my jammies for 4 days. Yes, I very well may not get out of my pajamas for 4 days.
Since we're staying home this weekend, have only have my cousin and her family come to visit tomorrow, I should stay on track all week. I need to.
That sickness that I thought I wasn't getting? Yeah, I got it. It's a cold, not a huge problem, but I just want to sleep. And I'm planning on sleeping all weekend and it's going to be glorious.
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