I'm picking up the pace again.

I've had some time these last few days between work and just having a lack of things to do and set myself up for a bit of crunch. A solid workout consisting of cardio and upper body for a little more then an hour every other day with a solid cardio blast on days off. It's not pushing myself hard put it's still breaking a sweat every day, which has kept my spirits through the roof. All the inspirational sayings I've tacked up around my room make sense again, put the spring back into my step. I'm much more feisty around everyone during the day but I'm tired come eleven, so I haven't been out much.

The problem of late is my appetite. I'm always hungry. Right after I eat, before, during, after I'm not supposed to, always. I've actually had to sit down because of hunger pains a couple of times around ten, the no no zone. I don't eat after eight, the body doesn't digest food properly and anything you eat will usually turn to fat and not burn as well as before. The body slows down after then as well, so it's been a fight.

The fact that my opinion of myself can change so quickly depending even on what shirt I'm wearing confirms all thoughts of instability. I just wonder what people see when I'm wearing the ones that make me look as good as I think I do.

Only a few more days 'til Cinco and the bar hopping begins.