Eat? What's That? Why would I do that?

So it's recovery week for me and I'm thinking, "alright... a nice easy week to relax, recover, eat well and then move on to Phase III." Well, on the workout side I was right (actually Core Synergistics can be quite hard when done right), but as for the diet? Lets just say an anorexic in crisis mode eats more than me right now.

I'm pretty sure my OCD side has completely taken over this week. I can't remember if I mentioned this previously, but I am going to be resigning from my job this September. While I'm leaving on great terms, there's a LOT of things that I need to get done before I leave. As anyone that has had to do continuity documents before knows, there's about 10 things you know you do on a daily basis at work and about a million more that you didn't even realize you did. Trying to document all of those things is painstaking, frustrating at times, and the results in me sitting in front of the computer until my eyes are popping out of my head and my stomach has started to digest itself. My ass has logged more hours in my desk chair in this past week than in probably the entire previous month.

For some reason when I spend a lot of time on the computer at work it flows right into the same thing at home. I pretty much come home, hop on the computer again, and proceed to do god only knows what. You would assume that if I'm in front of a computer all day at work that I would avoid it like the plague at home, right? WRONG (I don't have a good reason as to why, you're just wrong - deal with it). My break from the idiot box cousin pretty much consists of my workout and that's about it. On the plus side I'm working out, but on the VERY negative side I'm eating like complete and absolute shit.

Now when I say I'm eating poorly (oh, I'm sorry... like shit) it's not nearly as bad as it used to be. In the past me eating badly (oops again... like shit) meant McDonald's, Wendy's, and repeated trips to Panera Bread. The issue now is that I'm just not eating at all (as I'm typing this I'm both hungry and thirsty, but I won't get up and get anything until I'm done). I probably haven't taken in more than 1500 calories any day this week. Yes, I know... don't yell, it's bad. If anything it's extremely counter productive since my body is going to go catabolic and start storing fat and eating away at my precious muscle.

Other than the diet stuff (which I'm going to work hard to fix tomorrow) I'm feeling relatively good. Yoga on Monday yesterday was *ALMOST* pleasant (I stress almost as usual). I blasted the angry music, sung along, and contorted myself into agony. I'm sick and tired of feeling like a yoga retard, so I pushed myself like crazy until I was shaking and sweating violently (christ... it sounds like withdrawal). The result was a seriously sore lower body on Tuesday, but at least I felt like I did something. Regardless, I still hate yoga.
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