Work has been crazy.... BUT--I finally finished it all up Friday at 4p. Well, as finished as I was gonna get. I refused to work anymore.. It will all be waiting for me come Monday morning--translation: I'll be in early Monday morning.
I haven't been sleeping well Up til after 1am, then up at 7 to get ready for work. Friday I overslept by 30 mins... As a result, halfway to work I realized I didn't have any deodorant on. O.o Fortunately, there was one store left... So I went to work powder fresh after all.
My plan to eat twice in a day has worked out once. I had a bowl of soup, and some broccoli later. As for the rest of the week.. Yeah... But the pizza last night was good.
Got a call from my doctor about my bloodwork.... The message left on my machine was "Call us as soon as possible." Wow. Then I call, and hear nothing back for over a day after that. Glad I didn't have an HIV test or something.. I go in this coming Monday. Not looking forward to the lecture I KNOW I'm going to get. But, it's my own dang fault. No one forced to me to eat the junk, like the pizza last night. Junk is just so much easier. It requires not thought, and very little planning. Hence, why my jean size has gotten bigger and bigger.
So, I guess I'll update this after the doctor's appt. See what the new game plan is. OH--I started doing crunches and leg lifts.. Bent over to get the cat food the other day, and my abdomen complained.. maybe it's working??
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sometimes things just don't work out like you plan them...
So.. the day started.. Aside from being extremely thirsty in the middle of the night, being VERY thankful my husband brought me some ice water around 2-something, and then spilling the ICE COLD beverage all over me..... Needless to say, I tossed and turned the rest of the night.
But, I got up on time, was at work early... Ate my tuna salad with pasta around 11.. Planned on a can of soup at 3, but work was so busy today... As a result, by the time I made it home, I had not eaten in 8 hours. Not a good thing. I ate a salad of lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes, and red peppers. Then I had a helping of green beans, and then both steaks. Rob, however, was able to refrain, and he has a steak and some green beans now set aside for lunch tomorrow.. I can look forward to a can (or two) of soup. At least the steaks I cooked were delish.....
At work this morning the pop tarts I bought Friday were mocking me. But I showed them--I took them to my mom's for my nieces and nephews to devour.
Tomorrow is another day.. wish me luck.
But, I got up on time, was at work early... Ate my tuna salad with pasta around 11.. Planned on a can of soup at 3, but work was so busy today... As a result, by the time I made it home, I had not eaten in 8 hours. Not a good thing. I ate a salad of lettuce, cucumbers, tomatoes, and red peppers. Then I had a helping of green beans, and then both steaks. Rob, however, was able to refrain, and he has a steak and some green beans now set aside for lunch tomorrow.. I can look forward to a can (or two) of soup. At least the steaks I cooked were delish.....
At work this morning the pop tarts I bought Friday were mocking me. But I showed them--I took them to my mom's for my nieces and nephews to devour.
Tomorrow is another day.. wish me luck.
Sunday, January 17, 2010
The beginning
Everything has to have a beginning, right? A starting point. A place to look back at to see just how far you've come, or to realize you haven't yet gone far enough.
For most of my life I've had a weight problem. Even when I didn't have one, I had one. So now, here I am in my 30s, bigger than a dang house. Oh sure-I've lost a lot of weight before, just to put it back on again.
My husband loves me for me, so I've got that going for me. He's a big guy too, and I love him for him. But there is so much we want to do in this life that we just haven't done b/c we are both insecure about our weight. He's more honest about it than I am. I talk a good talk, but then will go hide in the closet with my bag of peanut M&M's to comfort me.
So.. tomorrow is day one. I told a friend it is D Day. I may not be storming the beaches of Normandy, but I am storming the beaches of my unhealthiness. And it will all start with one smart choice... and then another, and another. I don't have a goal as far as how many pounds I want to weigh. I just want the mirror to be a little nicer. I'd like to not get the lecture from my doctor. And it all starts tomorrow. Wish me luck, and tune in to see what happens.
For most of my life I've had a weight problem. Even when I didn't have one, I had one. So now, here I am in my 30s, bigger than a dang house. Oh sure-I've lost a lot of weight before, just to put it back on again.
My husband loves me for me, so I've got that going for me. He's a big guy too, and I love him for him. But there is so much we want to do in this life that we just haven't done b/c we are both insecure about our weight. He's more honest about it than I am. I talk a good talk, but then will go hide in the closet with my bag of peanut M&M's to comfort me.
So.. tomorrow is day one. I told a friend it is D Day. I may not be storming the beaches of Normandy, but I am storming the beaches of my unhealthiness. And it will all start with one smart choice... and then another, and another. I don't have a goal as far as how many pounds I want to weigh. I just want the mirror to be a little nicer. I'd like to not get the lecture from my doctor. And it all starts tomorrow. Wish me luck, and tune in to see what happens.
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