
2004-06-07 - 9:19 a.m.
pointless
All right, I’m feeling damn frustrated. I busted my ass all weekend and actually ended up playing basketball yesterday for 4+ hours. When I got on the scale this morning, it said I was up a half of a pound. I really don’t give a crap about the logical reasoning as to why this is. All I know is that really sucks ass. I resisted so much junk this weekend. Namely my dad’s birthday cake and all the delicious crap there was at his party. I know I shouldn’t care about the scale so much, blah blah. Still. It feels like total ass when you work hard and don’t get to see the little digital numbers reward you. I’d be full of shit if I said I was just happy with my effort.
Anyway. I guess I’ll just try and keep on keeping on. Incidentally, weigh-in is tomorrow. I’ll have my ass there no matter what, but the prospect of gaining really blows. If I had been eating Burger King all weekend, fine…but no.
My bad snowboarding knee is hurting like a mofo. The idea of walking today makes me cringe in pre-pain, but I think I can at least do Curves. I’ll try to add the walking in, but I’m not going to injure myself to do it.
I’ve noticed all these weird bones in my neck lately. It’s pretty cool…but it’s like, okay, I think we can start spreading the weight loss around now. I need not have a chicken neck and a hippo body. Not that it’s that drastic, but I don’t want it to all come from the same spot. My ass and stomach have plenty of extra fat, why not take it from there, man..
OP: yes, not that it damn did anything
water: yes
exercise: yes
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