This is my story. It's probably like many other stories out there, people just trying to find a happy place with their bodies, but my story is unique because it's mine. This isn't some dramatic story, it's just a journey about ..me.

Sunday, January 9, 2011

Weddings, whiskey, and weekends..

Well this weekend went about as I expected.. too much booze and too many carbs. I'm not mad really, I kinda figured it was going to be like this, and it's not like changes can happen over night, but i DEFINITELY could have practiced better eating ..and drinking.. habits. But, no use crying over spilled beer. To be really honest, I didn't even think about eating well this weekend. That's my bad; losing weight isn't just eating different foods or less of them.. it's a mindset change. This weekend, I wasn't ready to be in the right mindset. I'm not upset, but I'm more determined to make this week a good one. I'm scared to weigh myself, honestly.. I think i'm going to wait until Tuesday to weigh, so I don't pass out when I get on the scale.

Ok so something that happened Friday that I didn't get to write about. Cheerios. I don't eat them, but I had forgotten the reason for not eating them. Friday was a helpful reminder. I poured myself a moderate portion of honey nut cheerios and 2% milk Friday morning for breakfast.. yum, right? Right! So that was at like 10. I was laying in my bed playing on my iPod about.. 230 when it hit me. My stomach made such a huge noise I thought someone was talking to me from down the hall. "Whoa, that's weird.." I thought. It rumbled again, and before I had time to think about it, I proceeded to RUN to the bathroom because I thought I wasn't gonna be able to make it. While in there, relieving myself, I was going through the list of what I ate, I realized that I had Cheerios. I DON"T EAT CHEERIOS. why? Because their fiber content is massive, and I.. don't need any additional help in the "staying regular" department. So, lesson learned.. don't eat cheerios if you plan on being out in public within the next few hours. Thankfully, i was at home, but it could have been a LOT different.

So i'm going to this Zumba class this week with my mom, Thursday to be exact. I"ve seen Zumba being done, but never actually Zumba-ed.. It looks like it could be interesting and fun if I'm the kind of person who isn't afraid to embarrass myself. Thankfully, i'm exactly that kind of person. I don't really like working out with other people, but from what I know, Zumba isn't a really hardcore workout, so it'll be a good experience.

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