... well for me anyways.
After today, I've decided that it just IS NOT possible to fast and pass 4th yr considering my current load. After yet again waking up at 8am instead of 6:30 - I came to realise that no many how many alarms I put on (there were 4 today) I just wont wake up coz Im THAT EXHAUSTED that it's not funny.
Today wasn't too bad - hunger pangs and all through out the day, but I managed to focus even up til 4. I came home only to be called out at 5:30-6pm - 30 mins before I break fast. By the time I finished the bleeds, got sent to Mitcham (yes- thats right. Mit-fucking-cham) coz HITH department sent me AFTER sending Mikkaela already, I finally got some food into me at 7:30. Now normally 1hr doesn;t to shit in-terms of when you eat, but when the last meal you had was at 4:30am... oh god it makes a difference.
I normally go to the gym at 8ish - I was at the lab dizzy as a spin-top barely able to focus enough to drive. Even now I'm a bit nauseous and getting that feeling that comes when you do a huge run for the first time...
the slow whispers from your eyes to close them, just for a second. The force of gravity that drags them..slowly, ever so slowly, downward. The feeling of all your muscles sagging and collapsing, unable to hold their own weight. That burning ache, telling you that you have no glycogen left in your system. That if you were to close your eyes now, it might take 3 days before you open them again...
But I suppose that's everyday for me =D so all is well!
Except I don't like not fasting (go double negative!)
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