Friday, June 13t

I woke up this morning exhausted.  No real reason, just hadn't slept well.

Ed wasn't around thankfully.  I'd been avoiding him lately, and had completely ignored him the evening before, so I wasn't in a hurry to see him.

I went to work, nothing too unusual.  Had a good time with the kids, saw a few of my regulars and even got a few goodbye hugs from some of the kids who found out I was leaving.

Had a decent workout, especially considering it was back day, which I am not a big fan of.

I don't like having to use assistance on pull-ups and chin-ups, but I do what I need to get it done.  Besides, if I don't do it now, I'll never get there later.

After the workout I had an orientation to lead so I stuck around.

That's when Ed finally showed up.

"Alex, I'm hungry.  Let's get something to eat.  We can just run to Walmart.  We'd be back on time."

I ignored him through the orientation, focusing on my work instead of listening to his whining.

"Okay, you're done working.  Let's get some food, you haven't eaten yet today besides the protein shake.  And you need to get some calories and protein in you or your workout was a waste anyway."

I couldn't quite ignore the truth in that one.  There wasn't anything ready at home and I desperately needed groceries, so I went ahead and ran to Walmart.

I pickup up some BBQ lean beef.  High protein, low fat, low carb.

"You need more calories than that right now, man!"

Again, Ed was right.  It wasn't enough to hold me at that point in the day since it was starting to get late.

"Grab some chips, man!"

That sounded like a good plan, so I grabbed a box of special K cheddar chips.  Putting it with the beef that put my calories and macros right about where I wanted them for the day.

I grabbed the rest of my groceries and headed out.

After I ate, Ed vanished for most of the day, so I took advantage and took a nap.  Well... more collapsed into a nap.

Woke up around dinner time and found that I was surprisingly not very hungry.  I definitely needed more calories for the day, but I just didn't want food, so I wandered on over to some Netflix.

After a while, Ed came back.

"You know you need some more protein or your not gonna hit your goal today."

I ignored him.

"You've got peanut butter downstairs.  No cooking.  Just a spoon."

He was right, but I didn't really want that much fat on my day.

"C'mon.  You need to eat something."

He whined for a good hour, until I finally decided to go grab the peanut butter.  I ate about half the jar before I just couldn't do the texture anymore.

I put it aside, regretting my decision as I'd now gone beyond the amount of calories I had wanted for the day.  I checked it into my food diary and saw that while it wasn't great, I was still OK.

"You see that Ice Cream down there?"

I rolled my eyes at the familiar thought process.

"Go grab some ice cream.  You've worked hard all week."

I started browsing for a new episode of Futurama.

"C'mon.  A little ice cream isn't gonna hurt.  You've worked hard and you'll burn it off tomorrow.  Besides, you can't tell me you're not bored right now."

Before I had time to finish thinking I had the ice cream in hand and had almost finished the pint.

I felt ashamed and embarrassed as Ed encouraged me to finish the ice cream.

"You already started, you may as well finish."

I put the now empty pint of ice cream aside and ashamedly entered it into my food journal.  I may not like that I ate it, but there was no point lying about it.

The ice cream gone, Ed had of course left.

Hopefully I can avoid him a little better tomorrow.