
2004-06-24 - 9:56 a.m.
dear scale: eat my ass
Scale is being a total and complete whore. I almost threw it against a wall this morning, but somehow restrained myself. I’m not sure how, the piece of shit. Anyway. I don’t know what to do besides keep trying to eat well and get exercise in. It’s so much more fucking difficult to eat a lean cuisine or something healthy of the like when the scale is flipping you off. I’m trying not to get dragged into that “fuck it” mentality, but it’s hard. Especially when I’m broke right now, which means I can’t afford my usual lineup of expensive but good-tasting healthy food. Whatever, I’ll try and keep it going.
I finally bought a new pair of jeans yesterday. They fit really well. I wish there was some kind of clothing exchange or whatever where I could drop off the stuff that doesn’t fit me anymore and pick up some things for myself. This shit is expensive.
I tried the breathing thing when I jogged on Tuesday. It helped a lot. I mean, I felt like a cow breathing like that while I was jogging, but it really made a difference. For some retarded reason, I thought I was going to be able to jog for a while with my newfound technique. That was hilarious. My body was like..”all right, bitch, slow it down.” So yeah, I didn’t do any marathon stuff, but it was a lot better and easier. I felt more of a workout in my legs than my breathing this time.
I think I’m going to end up missing WW this week, unless I can find time to go to the meeting tonight. We’ll see, things are a little tight, but hopefully I can make time. I wish it were tawdry sex that was making me so busy.
OP: yes
water: yes
exercise: yes
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