we might actually be going?
so I have three months to get in shape (fuck like that's going to happen)--try and audit the kickboxing course and bike all of the time bc it will be rainy less, hopefully eating less/better bc of the smaller meal plan.
I haven't worked anything out, I haven't really talked to my parents at all I am still so so tired all the time I can't figure out why I thought I would have recovered by now. I had so much motivation, so much hope and the drive to make it happen, where did it all go? I'm pathetic but I don't even care right now it all seems so far away