
2004-04-30 - 10:53 a.m.
smooth move, ex-lax
I’ve really screwed up the last few days. I don’t know what my damn problem is, but every time I start to go really good, I sort of ease up a little…which opens the door for fucking up. I hate lame excuses, so there aren’t any except I’m a dumbass. And the pounds I gained aren’t from water retention, TOM, quarters in my pockets or any of that other bullshit. Sometimes I really wish I could beat my own ass. Like Jim Carrey in Liar Liar. Anyway.
Today I’ve been drinking my water, and so far I’ve journaled my breakfast. I have a smart ones meal waiting for me at home for lunch, and I’m going to pretend to be excited about that. Mm, plastic-wrapped food. I think I need to have one good day to get back into my rhythm. Luckily it’s also like 75 degrees outside, so hopefully this weekend will be spent outdoors getting some kind of exercise. Also, I haven’t had a gain at WW so far, and I don’t intend to break that streak under any circumstances…so I need to bust it from now until Tuesday.
People are always saying that weighing yourself daily is bad for your psyche and shit, but sometimes it provides the pimp slap to the face you need to get it together, before a couple of pounds turn into like twenty or something.
OP: so far yes
water: yes
exercise: later
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