Saturday

I got up really early because of hunger pangs.

really early like at 2am.

I'm serious. I don't know why but I did. Hunger pangs. It's not like I didn't eat anything! My body's been so used to gorging on meat heavy meals the past few years.

so i got up from bed.

ouch.

my right ankle was sore! my right knee was sore! are you serious?

so my stomach was acting funny, my right knee was hurting, my right angle was sore. my left shoulder was making these popping sounds.

I got up and i made outmeal with tuna. Yes it sounds disgusting, but i felt like the fiber would help with the tummy aches.

I quickly decided my body won't cooperate today, so i texted gerald not to wait for me at the oval as i decided to rest for the day.

i slept til 630am and then fixed myself instant noodles (it was the last one in the cupboard give me a break!) and a tuna sandwich and an apple. plus water.


this will be a looooong ride.

eyes on the prize though. eyes on the f*ing prize.