I'm taking a tip from Kreating Kristin hopefully it works. lol
Breakfast: 2 servings of Instant Oats
Yoplait Light Blueberry yogurt..
For 380 calories
Lunch: veggie black bean burger with two peices of whole wheat bread
For: 350 calories
Dinner: I'm thinking a Lean Cuisine
Not sure calories yet. Will post later..
Have work all day 1-9p lets pray for a good day. Haunted Houses later
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Friday, October 29, 2010
Home
So I had to work today, a small shift, but nonetheless it was work. 430-930p. At about 730 I was ready for bed. So I took about 6 shots of espresso from Starbucks, because I really want to be able to go to work tomorrow. Well I don't really want to go to work tomorrow, but if I get all my homework done before work tomorrow I have no excuse not to go to work. That sentence was like a big circle lol.
It's such an odd feeling to be tired and not tired. My eyes keep closing but my brain is going a million miles a second. So it's strange. I'm trying to have my mind convice my body that I have all this energy. It's not working too good. I gotta go, just thought I would check in, so Allan doesn't make fun of me for being ghost like lol. Off to the hit the books xoxo
It's such an odd feeling to be tired and not tired. My eyes keep closing but my brain is going a million miles a second. So it's strange. I'm trying to have my mind convice my body that I have all this energy. It's not working too good. I gotta go, just thought I would check in, so Allan doesn't make fun of me for being ghost like lol. Off to the hit the books xoxo
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Did you know that...
Everytime I say that I always feel like Bill Nye the science guy.
Anyhoo.. last night Murouge and I went to On the Border for some dinner and late night studying after our 1st midterm. We ate and I mean we ate. We had tortilla chips and salsa and then we each had a meal. Murouge and mahi mahi tacos and I had some fajita burrito thing. After I was about half way through my meal I knew I was full I knew it. I told myself to stop. I really did, put the fork down and everything. But then I realized I had a couple choices. I could bring the rest home and risk being yelled at by Justin for spending my money on food, I could leave the rest and let it be thrown away or I could finish it. Really I guess I don't like myself and didn't want to burden anyone else so I ate the rest. I felt sick to my stomach. Then the waitress comes and asks if we want dessert. Did I? No, hell no I'm full as hell my stomach hurts. Murouge, however felt a little differently. She said sure we can split it. So that's what we did, we had the turtle brownie with vanilla ice cream on top.
On the way home I was feeling sick and all I wanted to do was throw up. I used to feel like that a lot. When I hated myself, the only thing that would make me feel better was to eat and then throw it back up. It was almost orgasmic the feeling of the food leaving my body. I loved that feeling and it loved me too, it was addicting. I used to throw up about 5-6 times a day, multiple times each time until everything was out. It sounds so sick and every bullimic thinks its disgusting. That's why they try to hide it, bad breath, vomit reeking fingertips, clean the bathroom with bleach everytime, air freshener, perfume. Anything to hide it, keep it concealed, because its special, its unique, and it keeps you going, it keeps you happy, it keeps you pleased. I loved that feeling.
The only reason I stopped: Justin. Justin told me he would leave me if I continued to do that to myself. So I stopped. I missed it, like a long lost friend I missed it. I kept on eating but I just didn't get rid of it. I just kept gaining weight. Everytime I was sad, mad, hurt, or happy. I would eat.
That's my story of how I got to where I am today.
Lately Justin and I have been fighting and I want my old friend back. I want that feeling, last night as I was driving home from the restuarant I could feel that old familiar tickle in the back of my throat that wanted to be stroked. I needed it so bad. I could make this weight loss thing so easy with just one finger. Quite literally actually. But I don't want to give up so easily I want to win this long fight. I want to know that I won, that I wasn't defeated, that I tried and fought and won the hardest battle of my life.
Anyhoo.. last night Murouge and I went to On the Border for some dinner and late night studying after our 1st midterm. We ate and I mean we ate. We had tortilla chips and salsa and then we each had a meal. Murouge and mahi mahi tacos and I had some fajita burrito thing. After I was about half way through my meal I knew I was full I knew it. I told myself to stop. I really did, put the fork down and everything. But then I realized I had a couple choices. I could bring the rest home and risk being yelled at by Justin for spending my money on food, I could leave the rest and let it be thrown away or I could finish it. Really I guess I don't like myself and didn't want to burden anyone else so I ate the rest. I felt sick to my stomach. Then the waitress comes and asks if we want dessert. Did I? No, hell no I'm full as hell my stomach hurts. Murouge, however felt a little differently. She said sure we can split it. So that's what we did, we had the turtle brownie with vanilla ice cream on top.
On the way home I was feeling sick and all I wanted to do was throw up. I used to feel like that a lot. When I hated myself, the only thing that would make me feel better was to eat and then throw it back up. It was almost orgasmic the feeling of the food leaving my body. I loved that feeling and it loved me too, it was addicting. I used to throw up about 5-6 times a day, multiple times each time until everything was out. It sounds so sick and every bullimic thinks its disgusting. That's why they try to hide it, bad breath, vomit reeking fingertips, clean the bathroom with bleach everytime, air freshener, perfume. Anything to hide it, keep it concealed, because its special, its unique, and it keeps you going, it keeps you happy, it keeps you pleased. I loved that feeling.
The only reason I stopped: Justin. Justin told me he would leave me if I continued to do that to myself. So I stopped. I missed it, like a long lost friend I missed it. I kept on eating but I just didn't get rid of it. I just kept gaining weight. Everytime I was sad, mad, hurt, or happy. I would eat.
That's my story of how I got to where I am today.
Lately Justin and I have been fighting and I want my old friend back. I want that feeling, last night as I was driving home from the restuarant I could feel that old familiar tickle in the back of my throat that wanted to be stroked. I needed it so bad. I could make this weight loss thing so easy with just one finger. Quite literally actually. But I don't want to give up so easily I want to win this long fight. I want to know that I won, that I wasn't defeated, that I tried and fought and won the hardest battle of my life.
Monday, October 18, 2010
I just need a second.
So have you ever felt like the world was passing you by and you are just watching it? Or better yet like everyone is handling the stress of life so much better than you when you just want to scream?
That's how I feel everyday. I am always catching up with my work, I haven't worked out in like a week. I stopped planning my meals because I just don't have the time. I am not losing hope nor am I losing weight. Which that is obvious. I hope these last 5 weeks fly by, I can get all my work out of the way and be selfish and focus on myself, and my weight. I didn't think it was going to be easy, but I definitely didn't think it would be near impossible. There literally is not enough time in the day for me to go to school, work, work out, and play with my son. I put my son before working out, well I put him before anything. So my time for everything else has defintely been lacking. I barely get my work done before I have to turn it in.
I wanted to stop by and get some of this stress out, because lately I have just been wanting to scream. I finished my massage last week in tears because of how stressed I have been feeling. Well gotta get going. I have to type my homework up. Wonderful.
That's how I feel everyday. I am always catching up with my work, I haven't worked out in like a week. I stopped planning my meals because I just don't have the time. I am not losing hope nor am I losing weight. Which that is obvious. I hope these last 5 weeks fly by, I can get all my work out of the way and be selfish and focus on myself, and my weight. I didn't think it was going to be easy, but I definitely didn't think it would be near impossible. There literally is not enough time in the day for me to go to school, work, work out, and play with my son. I put my son before working out, well I put him before anything. So my time for everything else has defintely been lacking. I barely get my work done before I have to turn it in.
I wanted to stop by and get some of this stress out, because lately I have just been wanting to scream. I finished my massage last week in tears because of how stressed I have been feeling. Well gotta get going. I have to type my homework up. Wonderful.
Sunday, October 3, 2010
Falling Apart
This whole thing is falling apart! I'm trying really hard to keep everything together I just don't have the time!
I only went to the gym 1 this past week and I did the eliptical for 20 minutes and my legs were so tired I couldn't do anything else. I have been trying to eat healthy but I haven't had time to go grocery shopping so my breakfast for the past week has been peanut butter toast (430 calories) way too many calories not filling enough. I need to figure something out I am having a hard time working out because I have been staying up late doing homework and trying to get some husband and wife time in. So I haven't been able to wake up at 4:30. My alarm was set this morning but Justin turned it off and it didn't wake me up yet. I don't even have a baby sitter for my wonderful son. My mother isnsists she has to go to the bar every night. I hear complaints every time Justin's family watches him. All of my friends smoke and their houses smell like smoke. Maybe just maybe I can ask my sister... haven't tried that lately so she might accept especially if I give her a massage... before hand. I dunno I guess wish me luck and if there are any tips on staying on the right track in a fast paced life I'm all ears!!
I only went to the gym 1 this past week and I did the eliptical for 20 minutes and my legs were so tired I couldn't do anything else. I have been trying to eat healthy but I haven't had time to go grocery shopping so my breakfast for the past week has been peanut butter toast (430 calories) way too many calories not filling enough. I need to figure something out I am having a hard time working out because I have been staying up late doing homework and trying to get some husband and wife time in. So I haven't been able to wake up at 4:30. My alarm was set this morning but Justin turned it off and it didn't wake me up yet. I don't even have a baby sitter for my wonderful son. My mother isnsists she has to go to the bar every night. I hear complaints every time Justin's family watches him. All of my friends smoke and their houses smell like smoke. Maybe just maybe I can ask my sister... haven't tried that lately so she might accept especially if I give her a massage... before hand. I dunno I guess wish me luck and if there are any tips on staying on the right track in a fast paced life I'm all ears!!
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