Something’s happened to me.
And I’m not entirely sure what. But I do know two things:
1. I’m not as excited as I used to be about running. I’m still enough of a runner to be horrified by the thought, but the truth is, sometimes I get bored on the trail.
2. I’m not as excited as I used to be about dessert. Now this is truly frightening. There wasn’t a moment in law school that I didn’t think about ice cream, cookies, or cupcakes. Even after graduation, when a good six months lay between me and BigLaw, I didn’t travel the world – I took a $10/hr job at a bakery. Frosting was my thing.
In the last couple weeks, however, I’ve not had that hunger, that sweet, familiar yearning for something even sweeter. I’m just not in the mood. It’s an odd feeling, really, and one antithetical to my self-identification. I am a baker, a cook. I should enjoy eating.
And I suppose I still do, though not with the same enthusiasm as a mere two weeks ago. The same goes for running. I still love it, but perhaps not as much as I used to do. Instead I’m left with a callous haze, a deadened feeling of….well, eh. I don’t really feel like doing anything. I’m tired, I’m apathetic. I wonder if this is an odd, low-grade anxiety. The Captain wonders if it’s because my dermatologist tinkered with the dosage of one of my acne medications.
Let’s hope it’s that.
Does that mean no Back Door donuts???
If you’re less motivated to run, maybe it’s good that sweets aren’t quite so appealing? If you’ve been running less maybe that is it? Give it a couple weeks, and I am sure that your taste for food will return. If not, totally look into less common side effects and check with your dermatologist!!!