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Friday, Dec 19 2008
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Friday, December 19, 2008
The horror I felt on Saturday is nothing compared to the disgust I feel today. Funny, Saturday, I thought I would feel this way on Sunday, but Sunday I was filled with determination and anticipation of a really good week.
A good week, huh? Monday is the only day I stayed on track. Monday. Day after Day my lack of dedication became worse and worse. Each day, just a little bit more food. Until yesterday. Yesterday I just lost it. Even now, as I pour out my sorrow into words, I have a bowl of popcorn by my side for munching. This after eating everything in site for breakfast. Pitiful.
So lets review. I strained the tendons that support my right knee. So I laid off the running. Running. My beautiful saving grace is gone.
I tried to compensate. I walked for an hour on Tuesday, I used the elipliticle on Wednesday, and Thursday, Thursday . I let Kohen talk me out of the gym. If I would have gone to the gym I would have surged my appetite suppressant. I would have my endorphins and would not be so miserable. I would have increased my calorie allotment. Pitiful.
And after work, whos to blame for slacking after work? Me. Just me.
So my leg hurt, so what? I could have used the stepper, the spinner, and the dance tapes. I could have stayed dedicated. I could have lost weight instead of stopped losing weight. I could have kept my goal in site. I could have been the person I want to be, instead of the person I despise. Merry freaking Christmas Sue. Youre still the miserable person youve always been. Way to make yourself proud. Way to influence your kids. Way to have your husband look at you like youre a goddess. Now he just looks at you with a pitiful look. Pitiful.
Friday, December 19, 2008
The horror I felt on Saturday is nothing compared to the disgust I feel today. Funny, Saturday, I thought I would feel this way on Sunday, but Sunday I was filled with determination and anticipation of a really good week.
A good week, huh? Monday is the only day I stayed on track. Monday. Day after Day my lack of dedication became worse and worse. Each day, just a little bit more food. Until yesterday. Yesterday I just lost it. Even now, as I pour out my sorrow into words, I have a bowl of popcorn by my side for munching. This after eating everything in site for breakfast. Pitiful.
So lets review. I strained the tendons that support my right knee. So I laid off the running. Running. My beautiful saving grace is gone.
I tried to compensate. I walked for an hour on Tuesday, I used the elipliticle on Wednesday, and Thursday, Thursday . I let Kohen talk me out of the gym. If I would have gone to the gym I would have surged my appetite suppressant. I would have my endorphins and would not be so miserable. I would have increased my calorie allotment. Pitiful.
And after work, whos to blame for slacking after work? Me. Just me.
So my leg hurt, so what? I could have used the stepper, the spinner, and the dance tapes. I could have stayed dedicated. I could have lost weight instead of stopped losing weight. I could have kept my goal in site. I could have been the person I want to be, instead of the person I despise. Merry freaking Christmas Sue. Youre still the miserable person youve always been. Way to make yourself proud. Way to influence your kids. Way to have your husband look at you like youre a goddess. Now he just looks at you with a pitiful look. Pitiful.
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