Random note before I begin: Sometime in my sleep the other night, I was turning over or adjusting and managed to scratch the ever-loving crap out of my eyelid. As in, scraped off a hunk of skin. Don't ask me how I did it. I only have vague recollections of it even happening. I guess it comes with the territory when your nails are doing well. (Thank you, biotin supplements!)
Can you say "ouch"?
So I really wish there was a Motivation supplement. Like a 500 mg one. Because I would take like 4 of those puppies every day for the next few weeks. Why? I am a fat slug, that's why. That's me in the picture. I have been eating whatever, doing nothing and smoking. And I have very little desire to change this. I would guesstimate that I've put on about 7-10 pounds since February. Say it with me: Ouch.
What happened to active, healthy, kinda-on-her-way-to-getting-semi-skinny, non-smoker VB? Where did she go?
I hope she finally got that new string bikini and jetted off to the Carribean with a hot pool boy....she deserves it after all the salads she ate.
Anyway, the good news is, K feels the same way. We have been laying around like elephant seals lately. That's me in the picture. And I don't know about you, but for me, watching tv = eating. Can. Not. Stop. So now, K and I are both at the point where our wardrobe choices are shrinking. Rapidly. Literally. And we are panicking. (Well, she's panicking. I'm still holding out for some story to pop up on the news: Genius Scientist Links Deep Breathing with Rapid Weight Loss--Test Subjects Returning to High School Weight Within Days)
Hey, it could happen.
We have decided that it has got to stop. Ok, she has. I am just grudgingly admitting that she is right. So we are taking a powerwalk this afternoon. I am going to the gym this weekend (after my obligatory 48 hours of no cigarettes so my lungs can get ready) if it kills me. I will....try to eat better. I guess. *rolls eyes*
Can someone please come over to my house and remove the ice cream, Cheez-its, Oreos and frozen pizzas? I have to make room for the spinach. Blech!
Crap. I just realized that by posting this, people will be trying to motivate me. And ask how my diet/exercise regime is doing. Go ahead. Ride my ass. I need it.