I hate being a girl…
sometimes.
Sometimes I love being a girl. Other times, I want to cut out my ovaries and uterus and have a ritual sacrifice.
Sorry, TMI.
Today was a bad food day. I crave when I’m on my period. And by crave, I mean “want to eat everything in sight and usually succumb…” I succumbed a bit. Not overly so, but enough that I’m feeling guilty.
I did do my workout like usual. Hopefully I’ll keep that on track. Once a day at least.
(Ooh, but I got my discount card for DrugStore. :) So excited to buy stuff and not pay an arm and a leg.)
