Posts Tagged: food

Why do I do these things?!

The sickness that has been plaguing me since late Tuesday still has not subsided. Every once in a while I can talk without my voice breaking and I’m like, “Oh, that’s what I used to sound like.” And I don’t know why this is, but I feel like when you get sick you repeatedly do the things that hurt the most: blow your nose, even though it’s red and sore. Clear your throat. Swallow. Cough. And it all hurts. And you just. Keep. Doing. Them. In short, being sick totally blows. In the meantime, I’ve been spending my after-work hours… I’m not done yet.

Sick: Day 2.

Could be summed up as: WAAAAAAA! I’m hot then I’m cold and I’m nowhere near Katy Perry! Have been spending my time watching food documentaries on Netflix. Have also been spending my time continuing to eat like shit. Sick= major excuse for comfort. Off to Nyquil and sleep ( I hope).

the blob.

Time for a health update! The good: blood tests from a week ago came back normal (of course). Have an appointment this Thursday with a vascular specialist, and an appointment next Thursday with a rehab/PT place. The bad: foot is intermittently cold and/or numb. Leg still swollen. The ugly: I totally ate oreos and cheetos today for an afternoon snack all the way through dinner. I look like a blob. I feel like a blob. THE BLOOOOOOOOBBBBBBBB. I did about 10 minutes of light walking. I did about 120 minutes of suffering through the first four measures of a song…. I’m not done yet.

life is like a takeout container.

It’s the day before New Years Eve, and of course I’m getting a bit antsy about what the new year will bring. Like, let me put this in a way I will understand: Let’s say you always have spaghetti on Tuesdays. Are you gonna switch things up and make it Chinese? OR will you introduce a buffet option? Realistically, I don’t know what the fuck I’m gonna do. I just know food’s gonna be involved. Just putting that out there. Have a good night, everyone.

Oh, pizza. I love you.

Spending this (very late, dear God I should be in bed) evening eating deep dish pizza with a friend who’s in from out of town. This day started out frustratingly shitty, when I had to cut my long run short by a mile due to leg problems (again). It still really upsets me, so… Moving on. Spent most of the rest of my day with my best friend because it’s her birthday! And birthdays are awesome! And now, there’s another friend. And pizza. Life is good. (Screw you, leg.)