I went to the Y today when I woke up. I ran and lifted for a while. I got down to my last few workouts, abs. And my first weighted sit up rep, my stomach convulsed. And I ran to the bathroom and threw up.
So, here is the conclusion I have come to: My stomach is still really weak and I need to be careful.
I came home and ate eggs and toast. Shit was cash. =]
I feel soooooo much better after working out. Partly from feeling productive, partly from throwing up. Yes, throwing up makes me feel better. Why? Because half my worries come from worrying about throwing up. If I just threw up, I am not going to again for a while and all the pain this can put me through, is already dealt. Sooo, it calms me and I feel better for a while. I am happy right now. I am taking my sister to the mall and then I have no idea. Probably something video game related. Or poke Greyson. Maybeh.
He won't reply tho. >.> Cause he's a lameeeeeee.
I miss Kenzie.
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