My ass was killing me yesterday. I rode 110 miles on the bike to this client. Why didn't I take the car? Because I am a nice guy and wanted the kid to have a car. Getting really fucking tired of this. Really tired. That was pretty much how I spent my day. A 2 hour bike ride through some fucked up traffic. Left the house around 1, got here about 3, read, played sims, ate.
Speaking of eating I made the mistake of weighing myself yesterday morning. I am a disgusting fat pig again. How the fuck did I put so much weight back on? I am not liking myself very much right now. I am giant. I refuse to eat in June. I need to literally starve for one month to get some of this fat off me.
Not doing well this morning. Tired. Cranky. Unhappy.
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