So two nightshifts, first one was really interesting did a trackwalk down at Marble Arch, it's really hot down the tunnel and the air gets pretty thin . Then was at Holland Park the next night. Paul's after two night shifts a medium hot chocolate and an almond Croisont . I get to about 5am and my body just screams give me sugar .Exercise, 2am and 4am I walked the 116 steps from platform to street level.
Overall cooking at home from scratch Im feeling a lot better. My main challange is simply coping with the shift changes without binging , that is going better overall and I am moving more.
I actually summoned the courage and got a set of scales , its baby steps and finding a path that suits . I am actually recognising that im using dood as part of a coping mechanisam as opposed to sustinance.
It used to be fags and coffee, its going to have to be exercise, not a marathon but walking or swimming a bit .
By the time I hit the pillow on Tuesday night I had slept two hours only in about 36 hours .
I went out like a light at 8 and slept until 4am I feel so much better.I may have rambled a bit , but writing my mad life down helps get perspective.