Spent the weekend doing tough work outdoors at my parents place, which somehow counterbalanced the stuffing food in my face, since I'm at an embarrassing lowest weight of the year (still too heavy, still heavier than any time last year, fuck me).
I also fasted 24 hours (involuntary, it just happened). Basically I skipped dinner on Friday and breakfast on Saturday morning, then Sat at lunch (after working at the demolition of the porch on the front deck of the house) I went running and then I thought I was not running as fast as I wished, then I realized I probably was lacking the fuel for a fast run, so I headed uphill instead.
Mom promised to cut the last 2cm of my hair (which I usually wear waist-length). She cut something like 15-20cm. Fuck it. It's gonna take months and months to grow it again.
On a final note, after the mild winter we had, my spring allergies are already back. ugh.
BMI: 21.1 whatever
I also fasted 24 hours (involuntary, it just happened). Basically I skipped dinner on Friday and breakfast on Saturday morning, then Sat at lunch (after working at the demolition of the porch on the front deck of the house) I went running and then I thought I was not running as fast as I wished, then I realized I probably was lacking the fuel for a fast run, so I headed uphill instead.
Mom promised to cut the last 2cm of my hair (which I usually wear waist-length). She cut something like 15-20cm. Fuck it. It's gonna take months and months to grow it again.
On a final note, after the mild winter we had, my spring allergies are already back. ugh.
BMI: 21.1 whatever
