okay. so i'm down to 129lbs. i haven't had any wine in two days (which is great considering i've been drinking it constantly since my internship initially began and then began to kill a bottle a night once my internship ended ). i've been attempting to walk my daughter to the park every day (2 miles ) and keep my cal intake at 1000 or below. hopefully i'll be at 115lbs before i know it. i'm thinking i'll be at 128lbs tomorrow morning.
funny (ironic) situation. my husband comes up to me and says: "hey, let's start jogging when i get home at night." HA! in my head i'm like HELL YEAH more calories to burn. and with him on my case to do it (as a bonding experience or some bull), i'll be more likely to stick to it as a routine every night. awesome. and then at the same time i feel guilty for not looking at it as what it really is.... him trying to connect with me. him knowing its what i like. EXERCISE. and he hates it. he's a smoker for christ sakes. he's actually trying to 'do something with me' that i want to do.
blah. blah. blah. sometimes i feel like a total selfish bitch. everything has to be my way in order to fulfill my priorities. the world revolves around me. the sun will not rise without me. and then.... here i am, attempting to restrict calorie intake and puke my guts out until i disappear. i'm a damn dichotomy. and i'm not sure what it is i honestly want. all i know is that i enjoy working with kids and i really need to get out of myself and help others in order to be.... okay.
funny (ironic) situation. my husband comes up to me and says: "hey, let's start jogging when i get home at night." HA! in my head i'm like HELL YEAH more calories to burn. and with him on my case to do it (as a bonding experience or some bull), i'll be more likely to stick to it as a routine every night. awesome. and then at the same time i feel guilty for not looking at it as what it really is.... him trying to connect with me. him knowing its what i like. EXERCISE. and he hates it. he's a smoker for christ sakes. he's actually trying to 'do something with me' that i want to do.
blah. blah. blah. sometimes i feel like a total selfish bitch. everything has to be my way in order to fulfill my priorities. the world revolves around me. the sun will not rise without me. and then.... here i am, attempting to restrict calorie intake and puke my guts out until i disappear. i'm a damn dichotomy. and i'm not sure what it is i honestly want. all i know is that i enjoy working with kids and i really need to get out of myself and help others in order to be.... okay.
age - 29
height - 5'4
weight - 129 LBS
BMI - 22.14
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