so exhausted

I know I always write the same things
But they do get worse
My job was already incredibly demanding. Now, a lot of people left (mostly at the same level my husband and I are, which is right below partners), and we really are overdoing it. We both work in a ballpark range of 65-80 hours a week. We are at 8AM in the office, and never leave before 9PM, sometimes after 10.30PM. Lunch is a long forgotten thing, we have a salad/sandwich delivered. Weekends? We call ourselves lucky when we get a single day off. Two is a long forgotten thing.
I'm so exhausted...

On good news, at the relay marathon yesterday, I ran 11.6km in 58'11''.
Which means 5'10'' per km (or 8'05'' per mile).
Which, is by far my personal best.
However, I'm still fat.

127.4lbs is my lowest weight so far in 2015.
It's really depressing.

lol

ugh

Sometimes I think I could stop this struggle and just accept the reality, meaning the current weight, accepting I'll never be skinny again
and then in dawns of me I gave up the hope of getting skinny, I'd be giving up the hope for happiness.

And this is so sad, it brings tears to my eyes.

I need to spend more time with my husband

Right now my life seems to consist purely of work, work frustration, restricting, training, bingeing, work...

And now my friends, after 12 solid hours of work, I'll go home to train with Jillian Michaels (my hero)

everything's awesome

76 days to summer vacation

Liberally quoting from an Italian song

Even though everything is awesome

I'll try not to feel like it's scolding me

It may be my dreams are all wrong

are delusions

Right now they belong to me

Outside everything's aweome