Not a good choice, and I knew I was doing it as I was doing it. And, the euphoria that followed for the brief moment-I recognized was from the shitty food I had just shoveled/crammed into my gullet.
But, I'm ok. I know I will do better. But a student stole from me today and it really, really bothered me. And L had a bad day and was easily convinced. I could have had a salad, or asked for fruit instead of that side of ranch, but I'm tracking every point I ate. It sucks ass, but I'm doing it.
And I need to get back into working out/jogging/C25K.
Ok. It's almost Friday right?
25 more school days with students. I can do this.