Yesterday turned out to be so good eating wise. I ate what I wanted at the party, mostly fruits & veg. but some chips & dip, some nuts and a cupcake. Then my parents took us out to a hamburger place and I had a hamburger and fries. I ate about half the burger (it was large) and some fries, brought the rest of the hamburger home for lunch today. The best part was I had zero regrets, I didn't focus on the food much at all beyond enjoying what I wanted and stopping when I was full.

Woke up this morning and still no regrets about a bit of indulgence with a party and some not so terribly healthy foods. The crazy thing is I woke up with my metabolism raging. It has done this in the past a lot (and also when I'm manic, so I hope that is not some sign mania is coming on), but this morning has been a day I feel like I cannot eat enough to even keep up with my metabolism. I hope things kind of slow down because I can tell it's crazy fast. You'd think I'd want a metabolism so fast, but at some point it just feels beyond control, and I not terribly much tasting the food but just eating so I can keep up with it. I did have less sleep last night (around 5 hr) and coffee this morning (1 cup), but this is ridiculous. I took my late morning/early afternoon dosage of Seroquel already hoping it would slow me down but nope. I hope maybe I can nap this afternoon; sleep tends to help me a good deal with feeling hypomanic (if that's what this is).

Oh, and I dialed in the exercise this morning: a very gentle pilates video that's pretty easy for me, mainly I feel like it gives me a good session of stretching more than a workout, but my body was tired, and it felt nice.