Things are always better in the morning

Don't you love that naive sort of serenity that washes over you when you're coming out of sleep? Naturally, of course - you don't feel serene if an alarm wakes you up, or if someone shouts at you to get out of bed. But this morning, I woke up in my sheets, with a cold pure light filtering into my room through the blinds, and I was perfectly content, just for a second.

Stepped on the scales, shattered the perfect illusion. I'm back up to 138 lbs. Cry.

But, I made a plan last night (of sorts). I'm going to take advantage of the metabolism boost of last night's mini-binge, and set myself up a little weight loss schedule. 40-60 mins exercise every day (dancing, calisthenics, yoga, crunches etc) and I am also aiming to 'get out of the house' every day for a minimum of half an hour - even if it's just walking round the block a few times. I think exercise will help to regulate my weight and stop it from erratically going up if I eat a few calories over what i was supposed to. Secondly, I'm going to try to hit a solid 1200 kcal every day, at least until I'm back under 136. Might as well, seeing as yesterday's total clocked up 1700 kcal +... ew. Also - two weeks on, my stomach is now completely back to normal. (I think - I don't want to jinx it). About time to... hallelujah. It's amazing how much taking a normal shit can cheer you up. (I still don't think 138 lbs is my actual weight... I had 3 days' worth of food sitting inside me. Yum.)

I have to start my English literature coursework today, and then tomorrow I'm going to see my dad and sisters with Charlie :) She's never met my dad and she has a present for the baby, so it should be a nice day. I will try to estimate everything I eat as accurately as I can.

Things are happening :) Social things! Just seeing my friends for a few hours yesterday was the nicest thing that's happened to me in the last 3 weeks. The small things, huh? Bring on 130.