Okay, I admit, I tried to sooth myself with food. It didn't work. I feel sick. I went to Sonic. It was right there! In the parking lot! Of THE WAL-MARTS! I couldn't find anything to spend money on that I wanted that would make Hubby angry, so I went to Sonic. So instead, I have made my intestines angry. I mean REALLY angry! Like POMA (peeing out my arse) angry.
I ran for 1/7 of my 35 minute walk/run last night, and was down 2.2 from yesterday's up 3.5.
I am going to school, then I plan to work out on the treadmill until I can't walk again. That way I can get this yucky feeling to go away.