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navigation pounds lost: 6.8 contact Last 5 rings
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2004-05-13 - 12:18 p.m. Yesterday I helped my sister put together her bed at my dad's house, so I didn't go walking. But I played basketball before I left, and by the time I was done putting together the bed from hell, I was sweatier than I'd ever be walking. I've decided to go the vegetarian route when it comes to those Smart Ones weight watchers meals, and I have to say...it makes a huge difference. I mean, I eat them because I'm lazy...not because they represent some culinary masterpiece or something. But the chicken/beef ones have been totally wretch inducing lately. I keep finding little fatty/hard pieces of meat in them, and it makes me want to yak the whole thing up. Now that I've switched to non-meat entrees, it's been much much better, and they even taste better. I really have to stop being such a lazy bastard and cook more. My meeting yesterday was fine. I lost 1.4. Good thing was, I sort of re-dedicated myself the day before, so hopefully this week the loss will be better. I really, really hate the people in my meeting. They insist on spending the entire 30 minutes relating pointless fucking anecdotes about how they had to wrestle a pack of oreos out of their hands late one night, or about how they're concerned about getting male attention again once they've lost the weight. Does that make any fucking sense? I felt like screaming "worry about that ONCE you've fucking lost it, douchebag!" 50% of their concerns and shit are about when they're going to be thin. I mean, congrats on visualizing success, but seriously....why don't you focus on the battle at hand? I must sound like a total bastard, and I'm not denying that...but people are really fucking annoying. It's like in school/college, when that one kiss ass starts raising their hand through the whole class, and everyone groans. Except I'm the only one groaning. OP: yes water: yes |
