Walkin' like brando? Not yet at least.

this is me last week. Post a comment and tell me how nasty I look. Please I need your help I am spinning out of control! This teenage cheerleader has lost her mind
Something is wrong with me. I have not been able to sleep well these last two weeks. Which is odd when considering that the weeks prior were some of the best sleep I ever got. I think it may have to do with my celebratory habits that always arise late summer. I worked like a donkey all April May and June, eased up in July, and now in August I'm hardly doing anything more than classes at all. And you know what? Maybe NOTHING is wrong with me. I'm just upset because I slept until 1130 today. that is unheard of in this house. I feel like a slug because I'm here with coffee in hand fresh off my cold water dousing and instead of a pre-dawn sky, which I am usually looking at, I'm staring out into a driveway empty of any vehicles save my own (there are 6 vehicles on the compound) and ready to turn on the Noon news. But I shouldn't feel too bad eh? You know I just finished the se3codn cycle of medication which is designed to prevent seizures, and it makes me really, really tired. If I take it right. Which I did yesterday, but then a glass of Pinot really whacked me out and I fell asleep on the couch, then trudged upstairs and slept with the rest of the family (female, dog). Well I was quite peeved when I looked over at the clock and it read 1135. I felt like a scum. I felt like those west coast cats who don't start their day until the sun goes down. Vampires. But what can I do? I cannot lift today, for I have my final preparatory ride for the LiveSTRONG challenge tonight, and my back has said no to lifting weights before. I should listen. "Oh just deal with it!" I'm yelling to myself right now. And here is the secret, real reason I went to shit last night: I went to Wendy's. I had some chicken sandwhiches and chicken nuggets and a lemonade. And soem fries. And a Classic triple with Cheese. Easily 1800 calories. late at night. Did not lift yesterday. What am I doing? I wake up Monday and say "watch the sodium Willy, the humidity is gone for the week and you're not going to be losing water at the rapid". But then I went to Wendy's? Because Wendy's is a great way to avoid sodium! I just wanted to eat a burger! Why don't we have IN-N-Out in Philly? Why did I give up control? I feel so helpless. Nothing is going right. I should just run away. Far, far away where no one will ever find me and where there is no fast food. Learn to swim, cross oceans, hide in plain sight. Watch X-Files reruns and climb coconut trees. Indonesia here I come.