Day 9

Frustration.

Today was rough. Really rough. I cried. More out of frustration than sadness. But I suppose it really was a combination of the two.

I'm frustrated with my diet. It's really hard to maintain, especially when the scale is being so unfriendly. I'm sick of beans. I want a baguette. And, for the first time in my adult life, I'm craving ice cream. I don't even like ice cream. But I want it so badly I could actually cry. Again. So we'll move on.

I'm frustrated with my knee. I don't talk about my exercise habits a lot, but as many of you know, I exercise quite a bit. I run 3x a week, averaging between 20 and 30k a week. I play soccer 3x a week on top of that. I practice yoga about 4x a week to balance me out. And I throw in an indo board session every couple of days just for the hell of it. But lately, especially on my longer runs, I've been experiencing a lot of pain in my left knee. I have a chiropractor working on it, along with a masseuse. But each session feels more like a temporary fix than solution. Because sure enough, my knee flares up every long run. Which brings me to tonight. Pretty basic 6k, except that I've started speed training. I got one 800m sprint in and my knee was at me. I took it easy the next round and then amped up for the third and final sprint. Long story short, I had to walk home. It was awful. Then, after dinner with John, I actually had to be carried home. Miserable.

Finally, to top it off, I'm frustrated with my digestion. My leg has been cramping a lot after runs (probably related to the knee), so my masseuse recommended I take magnesium. It seems to help ease the cramping a bit, and it also works wonderfully as a sleep aid. However, the downside is that it reeks havoc on my stomach, which absolutely blows.

So to sum everything up. I'm frustrated. Very frustrated.

Weight: 133.5

"I brace myself, because I know it's going to hurt
But I like to think at least things can't get any worse"
Hurricane Drunk, Florence and the Machines