Ugh. So depressing. I miss winter already. Where’s my rain? Where’s my fog? I miss layers and jackets and scarfs…and thick socks. Even though I’ve been keeping up with exorcize, I still feel bad about everything I eat. And I’m still chubby. I know I have to be patient and steady….but it’s so hard when I’m done with the running and the showering and I sit down and I still hate myself. You know what I mean. Don’t you?