I didn’t bother weighing in on Saturday. I weighed at my apartment Saturday morning and I had gained a pound. I have been working my behind off so I was VERY disappointed and was not willing to drive all the way across town for them to be able to put me down as gaining weight in black and white. I hope that Weight Watchers was wrong about gaining weight while you are on your cycle because that is the only justifiable reason I can think other than just plain bad luck. Yes, I cheat some on the weekends but I exercise to make up for that and I eat what I’m supposed to during the week so I don’t think it’s fair to give up any resemblance of good food. JEEZ. I will do my best to do better on the weekends but if I don’t have cheating opportunities...I’M GOING TO CRACK.
Because I was so bitter Saturday, I did the stupid thing and indulged myself in many ways so Sunday morning...I didn’t feel great. I got my act together, showered, picked myself up (after I stopped for breakfast) and walked 4 miles. I went by the river...it’s really nice down there if you ever get the chance. I normally like to go on the treadmill so I can get in and out of there and on with my day. Sunday, however, was a day that I needed to scold myself. So, I got out there and it was pretty, and I took my time (It took me an hour and a half) and honestly, the time flew by. Sometimes, I really like to be alone...not always...but when I walk...I prefer it. I know I’m weird but I don’t care. I can’t be responsible for anyone’s physical fitness but my own and I think it’s important to do what is comfortable to you. I don’t think I can go 4 miles every day but it really wasn’t that bad...especially since I was going kind of slow. Having said that, I couldn’t pull myself out of bed this morning so I will join my mom on her walk today...she likes to walk with other people so that’s always good if I don’t manage to get out of the bed in the morning.
I know that I should have a better attitude but when you get to a certain point, encouraging words are not helpful...when people tell you to be happy with what you’ve done and that I shouldn’t be upset...it doesn’t really help (not that I don’t appreciate the well wishes...I just can never be satisfied)...I know I’ve done well but I am nowhere near the finish line. I have always enjoyed life via good food and I know I’m not the only one. Having said that, it’s been really hard to find other ways to enjoy life other than eating and drinking...it ain’t easy. I like music and my family and friends but guess what...most of the best times we’ve had together involve food...so...I’m learning.
I think I’ll stop whining now. I don’t know why but I’ve always been a whiner. In high school, the teachers give out awards to all of the seniors and not one...but two teachers gave me whining awards. Say what you want...the whining may be annoying at times but if it weren’t for my whining (or what I like to call persistent opinion giving) I wouldn’t have passed Geology OR British Lit in college...so...don’t knock it until you try it. I think the difference between me and most whiners is that I mix the whining with action. I’m not a lazy whiner...I get things done and whine the whole way. I’m very stubborn and don’t like to be told what to do...I like to get things done my own way but I do tend to talk about them excessively as I do it...as you can see...I have a blog for goodness sakes. Perhaps I will tone down my obsession with this plateau I’ve hit...or at least I will try my best to tone it down...I’m obviously impatient.
Feel free to roll your eyes at me but if you made it this far...you might as well see what I’m whining about tomorrow.
Holla.
“Musics up
Listen hot stuff
I'm in love
With this song
So just hush
Baby shut up
Heard enough
Stop t-t-talkin' that
Blah blah blah.” Blah Blah Blah-Ke$ha
Okay-so I'm going to give you some words of encouragement- even though you said they don't help. Guess what, LIFE SUCKS MOST TIMES, EXCEPT WHEN IT DOESN'T! Hee hee :)
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