Up 15
I stepped on the scale for the first time in weeks and I'm up 15 pounds from my lowest weight this year. Ugh! However, not really a surprise. Depressing but not surprising.
The other night The Saint and I had a good talk about my downward spiral and he was very sweet and supportive. He was actually willing to cut me more slack than I was willing to cut myself but I'm tired of excuses. Hey, this is my life. I can't fall back into bad habits everytime I get sick, have my period, have to go out of town on business, work late or have to deal with my father.
So since work is busy right now (what else is new), when I went shopping last night I bought a bunch of Lean Cuisines for lunch and dinner for next week. I thought this would help me with my time constraint and portion control issues not to mention that they very helpfully list the Weight Watchers Points on the side of the box. I haven't bought any Lean Cuisines lately and they have some new stuff that will hopefully taste as good as it looks on the packaging.
And one way or the other, I need to start walking again. Pronto!
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What the fuck is up with the Chicago White Sox? Last night, bottom of the 9th, bases loaded, 1 out and they can't fucking score. AND go on to lose in the 11th. I'm nauseous just thinking about it. Christ, it's hard to be a sports fan in Chicago.
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I had a blast in Virginia last week. My friend David and I got to hang out and damn he is funny!Seriously funny. We laughed our asses off all week. His dad had a stroke about a year ago and we always share "dad" stories. Tuesday night we had a problem with his car (long story) and his first reaction was to call his dad. He said to me "I'm 40 fucking years old and I still want to call my dad with my problems." In the end he didn't because he knows his dad isn't the same and wouldn't be able to help. God, I so identified with that! It was heartbreaking to watch him come to that realization but, I'm glad I was with him. We got through it and even laughed about it because humor is great coping mechanism.
Thursday I finished at about noon and got to sightsee. I did speed tours of the Smithsonian Visitor Center (the Castle), the National Gallery of Art, the National Air & Space Museum, and my favorite, the National Museum of American History.
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My plan for this weekend is to walk both days and journal my eating. I can do this.
The other night The Saint and I had a good talk about my downward spiral and he was very sweet and supportive. He was actually willing to cut me more slack than I was willing to cut myself but I'm tired of excuses. Hey, this is my life. I can't fall back into bad habits everytime I get sick, have my period, have to go out of town on business, work late or have to deal with my father.
So since work is busy right now (what else is new), when I went shopping last night I bought a bunch of Lean Cuisines for lunch and dinner for next week. I thought this would help me with my time constraint and portion control issues not to mention that they very helpfully list the Weight Watchers Points on the side of the box. I haven't bought any Lean Cuisines lately and they have some new stuff that will hopefully taste as good as it looks on the packaging.
And one way or the other, I need to start walking again. Pronto!
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What the fuck is up with the Chicago White Sox? Last night, bottom of the 9th, bases loaded, 1 out and they can't fucking score. AND go on to lose in the 11th. I'm nauseous just thinking about it. Christ, it's hard to be a sports fan in Chicago.
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I had a blast in Virginia last week. My friend David and I got to hang out and damn he is funny!Seriously funny. We laughed our asses off all week. His dad had a stroke about a year ago and we always share "dad" stories. Tuesday night we had a problem with his car (long story) and his first reaction was to call his dad. He said to me "I'm 40 fucking years old and I still want to call my dad with my problems." In the end he didn't because he knows his dad isn't the same and wouldn't be able to help. God, I so identified with that! It was heartbreaking to watch him come to that realization but, I'm glad I was with him. We got through it and even laughed about it because humor is great coping mechanism.
Thursday I finished at about noon and got to sightsee. I did speed tours of the Smithsonian Visitor Center (the Castle), the National Gallery of Art, the National Air & Space Museum, and my favorite, the National Museum of American History.
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My plan for this weekend is to walk both days and journal my eating. I can do this.
posted by Nichole @ 9:31 AM
1 Comments:
At 9:52 PM,
Mia Goddess said…
Yes, you can do this. In fact, you *will* do this.
Boy was I struck by your story about your friend. I'm so like that; my big strong daddy can do anything, right? It's so hard when our parents begin to show their age. I just realized this, too, which is that I often rely on my dad in certain situations before I'll even call my own husband for help. Weird!
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