This past week has been really stressful and I’ve turned to food as comfort. Bad idea. I feel like I’m almost at the point I was at two weeks ago. I don’t know if I have the time in my schedule to go to the gym, but that’s ridiculous, right? I need to make it happen. 

I had such a great time when I first started getting serious. I felt great, I looked great. I was confident. I was doing well in school. This past week included me moving into a new apartment, financial aid woes, and getting my physics midterm back (B+.. not my best). But hey, now I’m settled in and I know that the confidence I get about feeling good about myself and my body will infuse into all parts of my life.