I'm a bit tired. Not sure if it's being off Wellbutrin or outdoor allergies.

I got up early this morning and ran. And ran. And ran. It was one of those days I felt like I could keep going forever. Ran too much for what I ate I'm sure.

I have a love/hate relationship with scales. I like knowing the number, but if it's higher than I want it to be, I set up grouchy for the entire day. If it's lower than I expect it, I'm happy and lose sight of the fact I have to maintain a certain weight to stay of of the hospital.

Not much appetite today. Some nausea. But I did have a piece of applle pie with vanilla ice cream as a snack this afternoon.