I just got back from a sweat-tastic workout at the gum with my good friend. I had been holding off on exercising as I was beginning to think of it the wrong way. I was thinking of it as a way to lose weight rather than a fun activity which is what it's supposed to be.
Lately I thought that I would give it a try again with my friend and see how it went. I had no issues. I went and had a good time hanging out with my friend and getting exercise. It was not to lose weight, simply to be healthy and have fun.
The odd part was when I came home and sat down in my room. It was like a title wave out of nowhere that caught me completely off guard. I have absolutely no desire to eat anything. In fact, the thought of it is giving me anxiety right now. I don't want anything, not even the smallest snack.
Along with this food anxiety I am just feeling blah. I don't seem to have the will or energy to study for a midterm on Friday, or do any other homework. I have a HUGE suitcase full of laundry that I brought back from the Laundromat that needs to be put away. Normally I would like it. I listen to music (in case you haven't figured out, music is a big deal for me..) and put away my laundry. It's calming; soothing and normally I quite enjoy it actually. I have no desire to do it at all. None.
I want to curl up in a ball and cry and I'm not entirely sure where it came from. It caught me completely off guard and I don't know what to do with this....
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