2005-02-18 - 12:12 p.m.
slow as fuck
Let’s review the week:
Monday: Valencrap Day. I went out to this Chinese restaurant with my father. It was fun and the restaurant was really good, unfortunately Chinese food isn’t fat-free.
Tuesday: Did not go to the gym because I was feeling sorry for my fatass and the seven (7!) fucking pounds I’d
gained overnight from the damn Chinese food. That should not be legal. Luckily I didn’t become too suicidal, just lazy.
Wednesday: Came to my senses and got angry at myself. Went to gym, ate decently, avoided scale. Score.
Thursday: Went to gym again, had a nice dinner with salad and chicken, didn’t feel deprived afterwards.
Friday: Weighed myself this morning, and I lost 4 of the 7 pounds I gained. Thank god. I figure the other 3 pounds are from the junk I ate on Tuesday, and I’ll just have to work those off. Even though it’s Friday, I’m hitting up the gym today.
I feel fine today, motivated enough, and I’m sure I’ll be sweating it up at the gym later. I just need to make sure I don’t think too much and overanalyze myself into a bag of Doritos. Yes, this happens to me quite frequently.
I think that about covers it. I plan to be at goal by this time next year.
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