Where oh where are my endorphins?

So I got up at 6 as promised and watered my plants and ran 2.5 miles AND did my arm exercises. And made a healthy breakfast and took down all the laundry, all before 9 am. Who am I? However, for the rest of the day I was hungry and spacey and now I had a teeny glass of bad white wine [so bad I had to mix it with oj, no joke] and am SO TIRED, I am drinking a diet coke in hopes of staying awake later than 8 pm. Ugh. When do I start feeling jazzed? When do I have energy in my life? And joy? When do I have one chin in pictures. Seriously, I think I look ok and then the goddamn macbook cameras PROVES otherwise, such a sharp smack to the face. Happy Monday!