Miles I am supposed to run: 3Miles I actually ran: 3
Calories consumed: 600 000 000
Food. Food. Food. I want all the food.
At least being hungry made me run home faster. The only problem is I now need to wait for Mr Runner to get home so I can have my dinner.
The difficulty with being a boney built runner, chalking up around 30 miles a week is that I am constantly hungry. At the moment I seem to manage to eat my lunch by 11am, and then at lunch time I'm looking around hungrily at my colleagues food, wondering if they'd notice if I accidentally ate their lunch too. By 2pm I've usually given in to the hunger and gone out and bought a second lunch. Mr Runner complained the other week that I managed to eat a months worth of food in a week!
I do keep emergency snacks in my drawer at work, but I'm avoiding that drawer at the moment. Apparently there was a mouse sniffing around it last week, and I'm terrified I'm going to find it scoffing all my food :(.
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