I knew I was going to be running seven miles later that day so I actually ate breakfast and drank water.
Didn’t eat anything else until after that stupid run. (Stupid because I started crying during it; I think it was the heat but maybe I’m just a wimp.)
After washing off our sweat and changing into dry clothes, we went to Double Dragon for lunch and a drink.
Later that evening, I was invited upstairs to the neighbors house for a “Tupperware party” — except they weren’t selling Tupperware if you get my meaning — and I ate some of the things there.
There were Jell-O shots but I didn’t do any because I don’t like Jell-O.
When that was all over, I went back downstairs and ate some apples wrapped in prosciutto (in the dark).
Then I had the last (stale) s’moreo and a pecan sandy (also in the dark).
Then I tried to go to sleep.