Ergh. So far I have been VERY good this week when it has come to eating. And my body hates me for it.

It probably hates me more for restarting boxing and the new gym program. It cries “why punish us when you can sit at home and play PIRATES?” Sadly, while I did go to the gym, afterwards I stayed up cruising the Caribbean for more prizes into the wee hours of the morning. Less than 4 hours sleep before my boxing session.

Why do I hate myself?