Been feeling lousy for a few days now, grumpy and shattered but not overly hungry. I was supposed to go running tonight but the thought of it bought tears to my eyes, I just wanted to eat and sleep. Couldn't understand it until my husband asked how many calories I've been having and then wasn't happy with my answer of around 1000. I thought I was doing right, I've been logging everything in my Fitbit and having dinner and tea but he pointed out that I was having over 300 calories less than the NHS bmi thingy said AND taking up running. You know when someone points something really obvious out to you and you have a lightbulb moment of seeing what an idiot you've been? Well the lightbulb was blinding. No wonder I've been so up and down, I having been cutting back or dieting, I've been starving myself! So ok the Chinese probably wasn't the most productive response but it did make me feel better. So new plan: stick to the daily allowance of calories suggested by NHS and carry on with running. Hopefully this will lead to less lows and huge temptations as well as me not wanting to cry at the thought of running. It all makes so much sense, my body have gone into power save mode just like my phone would, I've been going to bed at 7pm for gods sake!
Tomorrow is a new day. Xx