Bloaty (It's a Word)

Finally got the pay that was owed to me from over a month ago. In fact, well over a month ago. I'm pretty sure they overpaid me too but whatever. I feel the emotional and mental stress/turmoil that has resulted from me chasing up the $100+ they owed me is worth the extra $50 they (accidentally) gave me. I will take it.

I had a wonderful day today (for the most part) except for and due to (at the same time) the copious amounts of unhealthy food I consumed. I will now itemize my meals from today:

Breakfast:

• Banana porridge

Morning tea:

• 1x Tim Tam
• 1x triple choc cookie
• 1.5x caramel slice

Lunch:

• 7x wedges with sour cream and sweet chilli sauce
• 1x mini chocolate cupcake
• 2x nachos

Afternoon tea:

• 1x banana cake

Are you seeing that? I felt so bloated and disgusting (but mostly guilty) when I came home that I made myself do a quick workout. I wanted to go for a run (which is more sweaty and exhausting therefore more conducive to a therapeutic effect) but I'm trying to rest my leg for a while while it heals. I never thought I'd be one of those people that felt shit because they couldn't go for a run (back when I was running with Little Mishelle, I used to praise Allah when it would rain in the morning therefore giving us a legitimate reason to not go) but I don't want my stamina to decline and have to start all over again.

I saw my sweet UWA Kiddos today, many of whom I haven't seen for a long time. I hung out with Big Michelle in the afternoon (which is something I get to do less and less these days). It was good. I have to go shower now.

J