This is all such a roller coaster ride. The ups and downs are totally unpredictable. One day, I'm having an awesome time, feeling strong, in control of things and the next, I'm fighting.
Today was just a bad day all around. I hit macros, I got my cardio for the day done, I took my dog out for a huge walk - but, it has literally taken every ounce of strength in my soul to stay on track today.
I am so hungry. No foods, no matter the volume, are satisfying to me right now. My cravings are off the charts - and for things I don't normally even care about. Donuts. Cake. Pastries. Anything sugar laden. Stuff I couldn't fit in to my macros without depriving myself the rest of the day - so not really worth it.
My body is fighting me today. I'm really not feeling good. My digestion is whack. I'm tired. I'm hungry. I'm exhausted. I'm SOOO sore.
Four weeks has never seemed so far away - and yet at the same time, I am in a constant state of fear that it's not enough time to dial things in.
This is where I sign off and go to bed - and hope for a better day tomorrow.
I knew days like this would come around - but boy, do they sure hit you like a tonne of bricks when they do.