I could seriously go for a "Groundhog Day" scenario right about now. If I could just repeat this weekend over and over and over again, I would be a happy woman. I'll try to keep my complaining to a minimum, but this happens every time. It's so hard to get back to real life after my boyfriend leaves. It's so nice to have him around and spend time with him, and then BAM, he's gone and I'm left wandering around my apartment all lonely and mopey like. UGH.
This sucks and there's too much snow on the ground and I have no motivation to start any of the work that I have to finish within the next three weeks. Pardon my language, but FUCK.
All right, public commiseration over. Recent exercise (despite not counting calories while Robbie was here): 90 minute hike up Mt. Falcon, 20 minute run around Wash Park, and today I trekked through the snow for a 2 mile run on the treadmill at 5mph. Neat.
Probably not going to weigh in tomorrow since the past five days were a wreck. Meh.
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