HYC: Week 13

I had a melt down of epic proportions last night (and totally ridiculous, to boot: "Sometimes I wonder if I love YOU more than you love ME... "  Yeah.  I'm an asshole.  *shakes head*  I h.a.t.e. how fucking insecure I can get when my whore moans take over.); I chalked it up to pre-PMS insanity, even though it seems awfully early, but my period seems to be arriving earlier in the (placebo pill) week, so I guess it makes sense-ish.  

Other than that, I've been doing well.  No weird pains (we'll see how that goes at the end of next week, though); we walked five times again last week, including a surprise! walk at the river on Saturday (I thought we were heading grocery shopping: Chebbar had other ideas - I like his ideas!).  I woke up this morning looking forward to walking after work.  Such a great feeling!  It helps that we both got new running shoes this weekend - I totally have that "new shoes make me run FASTER!" thing going on like when I was 5.  (Did anyone else think that, or was it just me?  Chebbar looked at me like I was from Mars when I mentioned it.  Heh.)

My eating's been good.  I realized that I hadn't snacked after dinner for eight nights in a row - that was a pretty good feeling.  Also, we had frozen pizza for dinner last Friday and I ate less than I generally do (unfortunately that meant Chebbar ate more than he usually does, which caused a scary realization: the main reason I eat as much of the pizza I do is because I don't think HE needs so much of it - how jacked up is THAT?  I still don't think he needs 5-6 pieces, but that's on him.  He has to make his own choices, good or bad.).