It's Friiiiiiiiiiday!
It's rainy and windy and cold today, but I'm not sure I could be happier that it's Friday. I've felt like a bag of dog poo all week. Fluid in the middle ear. This equals completely plugged left ear, unrelenting sinus headache above my left eye, having to use nose spray (which I boycotted at the age of 8 when I felt it run down my throat), and having zero energy. BUT. Today my ear is only 3/4 plugged, my headache is less severe, and I've actually got some energy to burn! Plus I'm drinking a delicious Chocolate Strawberry Monster (spinach, skim milk, NesQuik, strawberries, and strawberry yogurt) and have no plans for the weekend besides watching the Blackhawks kick some butt!
On to the scale.
Last week, after eating anything and everything I could get my little paws on, I only gained 2.2 pounds. This is miraculous because I ate so much and it was right before my monthly friend came for a visit. 2.2 pounds? I'll take it. It should have been more like 7!
So this morning, after a week of no exercise but on track eats (that included so much oatmeal) I was down 5.8 pounds. Wtf??? Not complaining. But I was amazed.
I was curious what would happen if I tricked my body by stuffing it to the brim for a week and then getting back to normal. Seems to work! Perhaps next time I shouldn't go SO overboard, and maybe not for an entire week. I blame D's mom a bit. She makes the best taco dip I've ever tasted and we were at the farm. Whoops.
On to the skirt.
I bought a skirt. It's missing a digit. Where's the 1 in front of the other number? Oh, it's on the skirt that was too big for myself. *happy dance* Can't remember the last time there weren't 2 digits on my clothes. THEN I got a pair of capri's with the same missing digit! ...and a pair with it right smack before the other number. I know it all depends on the store, the particular item, etc. but it sure feels great!
As you can see, all is well on Pennie's Lane. Busy May coming up. Out of the 5 weekends, I'm out of the city for 4 of them. (I might have to get a job to be able to fill my truck with gas!!) I've got 2 fundraising walk/runs, a wedding, and May Long at the lake. Can't pass on any of them, so I guess I better suck it up. They'll all be super fun, so it will be worth the dent in the bank account. And luckily, 2 of them aren't that far away, and I'll see some great peeps in the process.
*Yawn* Energy depleting. Have a great weekend!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Da Da Da
I have nothing of interest to say.
I'm not really on track.
This doesn't really bother me.
This not bothering me should REALLY bother me.
If I want to take one week to drink a lot of beer, eat a lot of taco dip, chips, french fries, and pizza, then that is what I shall do.
If I take one week and eat all the garbage I love but don't let myself eat on a regular basis I will:
-feel gross and sick
-gain weight
-remember why I don't eat crap very often anymore
-be good to eat well for awhile.
This is the time of year I should be caring more. Not that I've ever worn a bikini, but I need a new spring/summer work wardrobe and I'll be damned if I gain a bunch of weight back, buy new clothes, and then lose it all. I'm too cheap for that.
I ate fairly well at home. I exercised more than I do here on a good week. Treadmill times two, walks with Murphy, and a bike ride that left me with a sore tushie for three days.
The weather's a downer. Rain, cold, perhaps snow. Blah blah. Tired today. Busy too. Trying not to catch a cold (perhaps should have re-thought being up until 4 Saturday night.)
D and I are working on some stuff. We semi-need to have the big talk about what we're doing and where we're going. By "semi-need" I mean Friday night we thought we needed too, then we both smartened up and stopped being stupid. Now we don't think it's necessary. It's me, and I know it. He's just too nice to actually put it all on me. Some compromising is needed. So is a weekend together. With him working, company, holidaying, and general other crap, we've had one full (full being Saturday/Sunday) weekend together since we moved. One in 6 months. I didn't think it would be a big deal -- turns out after 6 months it is. I need a FULL weekend of the two of us. Both on the same schedule, with the same days off. I'm hoping next weekend is this weekend. *crosses fingers*
Note: As much as we piss each other off, we're good. We both just need to calm down and stop doing this stupid fake mad/sad thing we do all the fricking time. When one of us is "Fake Mad" the other gets "Actually Mad" which in turn makes the first one of us mad and on and on it goes.
For someone with not much to say, I sure wrote a lot. :D
I'm not really on track.
This doesn't really bother me.
This not bothering me should REALLY bother me.
If I want to take one week to drink a lot of beer, eat a lot of taco dip, chips, french fries, and pizza, then that is what I shall do.
If I take one week and eat all the garbage I love but don't let myself eat on a regular basis I will:
-feel gross and sick
-gain weight
-remember why I don't eat crap very often anymore
-be good to eat well for awhile.
This is the time of year I should be caring more. Not that I've ever worn a bikini, but I need a new spring/summer work wardrobe and I'll be damned if I gain a bunch of weight back, buy new clothes, and then lose it all. I'm too cheap for that.
I ate fairly well at home. I exercised more than I do here on a good week. Treadmill times two, walks with Murphy, and a bike ride that left me with a sore tushie for three days.
The weather's a downer. Rain, cold, perhaps snow. Blah blah. Tired today. Busy too. Trying not to catch a cold (perhaps should have re-thought being up until 4 Saturday night.)
D and I are working on some stuff. We semi-need to have the big talk about what we're doing and where we're going. By "semi-need" I mean Friday night we thought we needed too, then we both smartened up and stopped being stupid. Now we don't think it's necessary. It's me, and I know it. He's just too nice to actually put it all on me. Some compromising is needed. So is a weekend together. With him working, company, holidaying, and general other crap, we've had one full (full being Saturday/Sunday) weekend together since we moved. One in 6 months. I didn't think it would be a big deal -- turns out after 6 months it is. I need a FULL weekend of the two of us. Both on the same schedule, with the same days off. I'm hoping next weekend is this weekend. *crosses fingers*
Note: As much as we piss each other off, we're good. We both just need to calm down and stop doing this stupid fake mad/sad thing we do all the fricking time. When one of us is "Fake Mad" the other gets "Actually Mad" which in turn makes the first one of us mad and on and on it goes.
For someone with not much to say, I sure wrote a lot. :D
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