I feel like a bloatasaurus. When I Googled a pic for this blog for bloat, the image results were hideous and disturbing. Umm, this one will do.I got in a walk early this morning. Not sure why I can go to bed at 4 am but still wake up before 9 am. It's not fair. I'm hoping a nap will come my way this afternoon.
I walked to the Mexican restaurant in my neighborhood, had breakfast then did some more walking and went home. I showered, and got back in PJs and it's not even noon.
I have not been eating right for the past week. It's been just crazy bad. I'd think I'd lose weight when I am sick, but I don't think I did. It's all hormonal. Tomorrow is measurements day at the gym, so I'm going to try to avoid that if at all possible.
Tonight at the comedy club, I had my best set ever and hardly anyone saw it! I was on toward the end of the lineup, and every comic I had befriended had either gone home or not even shown up. It was a rainy night, and it turns out that comics don't like to venture out in rain. Evidently, not everyone has a personal goal they're trying to fulfill by doing stand-up every Sunday for the rest of the year. But my friends Ashley and Jeff did come out to show their support. Very sweet of them. And my black blazer did it's best to cover my bloatasaurus belly.
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