The monster inside of my head

Am I friends with the monster inside of my head? NO EFFING WAY.

She's an absolute cow. She says all the things people shouldn't say, and she doesn't shut up. She loves chocolate. She loves negativity. She wants me to do the things I shouldn't do. She fights with the other one, the good one, the sane one.

She wants me to eat everything in sight, and I listened to her today. For a little bit (well, for some chocolate and some white choc and raspberry slice), and then I listened to the sane one.

The sane one had a little win today. After the chocolate and the slice, I felt VERY sick. I got home, got changed, and got out. I ran. I ran 1km in 8 minutes and 46 seconds. Then I walked for quite some time (about 4 km).

Then the cow came back and we had fish and chips.

Stupid cow. She'll be gone in 4-6 days, I'll be back taking the happy pills that make the sane one sound more appealing (thank you hormones), and I'll be back on track. Being a girl is HARD.

Sometimes I let the cow win because it's easier. It wasn't meant to be easy though, was it?

Back to SMASHlife tomorrow, although I kind of lived it today:

S- Stick to the plan (mostly done)
M - Mindfulness (I thought long and hard about those extras, so even though it wasn't a healthy decision, it was made with mindfulness)
A - Attitude is everything (it was driven by my uterus... so I definitely had attitude)
S - Sweat (did that, did that well)
H - Honesty around food (well, I told you about it, didn't I?)