Walked/jogged 2+ miles and lifted weights the last 2 days! Even ate pretty healthy today. Whole grain blueberry waffle for breakfast, 1 cup of International Delight iced light mocha, Subway club for lunch, yogurt, Brussels sprouts & 1/2 cup cheesy rice for supper. Now having some homegrown popcorn for a snack.
I bought a pack of cigarettes 6 days ago. I smoked the last one tonight. I bought the cheapest they had; my husband says they probably give you cancer faster. So here is to being smoke-free again! It's been 3 hours.
I haven't stepped on the scale since I started blogging again for 2 reasons. I know I don't weigh any less than the number I have in my head. I also feel like a morbidly obese person. Why the hell would I step on the scale?
Why couldn't I have been genetically slender? Why do I eat and eat? Why do I enjoy eating chocolate and sweets so much? Why don't I get physically ill if I eat too much (so then I would be hindered from binge eating)? Why can't I just be a long-endurance runner? Why doesn't my body have super awesome fast metabolism? Why do I have cellulite and varicose veins?
I'm sure there are some relevant and true answers to these questions. But I just felt a little whyny.
Alright. Back to life.
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