Holy Mother of All Things Crappy. No. No. No. This can't be true.
Here's how last night shook down:
Enter Gym.
Spot scale from across the room.
Slowly walk towards it.
Spot scale from across the room.
Slowly walk towards it.
Deep breath.
Step on scale, simultaneously covering the results.
Jump off scale.
Wait. That did not say what I think it said. Deep breath.
Step back on scale.
There must be a mistake.
I hope nobody saw. (looks around)
OH MY GOD ~ HOW CAN I CONFESS THIS ON MY BLOG???
I feel like I have to.
I feel like I have to.
So, here it is. 1-f''n- 4 - g'd -6.
There, I said it. 146.
There, I said it. 146.
Seriously - what the F%$* happened? How did I gain 12 G'd lbs?
Jess - It wasn't willpower that kept me from the scale. It was pure fear.
Mendy - You're on! We can do it.
So my goal is out there. 135. That's 11 lbs. I want to be there by race in Feb.
For me, it's mostly about eating, so here are the rules:
1. Breakfast: Egg White/Cottage Cheese, Kashi/whole grain bread, Fruit
2. Salad for lunch with no dressing (I do this already)
3. Protein and veggies ONLY for dinner
4. Wine/Martinis - only once a week
5. No bread at dinner/lunch. Ever.
6. No chocolate. No cookies.
7. Weigh self once a week only
9. Stick to work out plan
10. Don't be psycho by talking about it all the time. Only blog about it. (So get ready, cuz all my psychosis will be directed to ya'll.)
I did it before. I can do it again. I just thank God I caught this before it got out of control.
Does anyone want to see my workout plan??? Not sure if it's annoying to show that shizz.
In other news, The Captain is returning on Saturday from a week long fishing turned gambling trip. Can't wait until he gets home! YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Song of the Day: Here Comes Your Man by The Pixies
