Blah with a side of BLAH
I have the WORST case of the Blahs right now. My body hates me, which is partly my fault, but also because Mother Nature can be a giant biotch. Two weeks of PMS? Really? Because I TOTALLY deserve that,right?! Guh. What a bitch. I've also been eating like crap since my birthday, so about two weeks. We're bbqing tomorrow for Mother's Day, so I've decided to just right off the rest of the weekend and get back into my groove first thing Monday. I've still been great with breakfast and lunches during the week, but dinners have been high fat/high calorie and weekends have been totally blow. This isn't good for my mental state, obviously, but it also isn't good for my stomach either. I have a very delicate ecosystem as many of you know, so when I veer away from my fine-tuned habits, my whole body goes to hell in a hand basket. The amount of sugar I've consumed alone probably quadruples what I'd normally take in. Add birthdays to PMS and it's like a perfect storm of sugary indulgence for me. I'm paying for it now though. Oh, I am paying dearly.
So here I sit, it's Saturday night (Second Saturday even) and I'm on the couch with really no intention of moving. I was going to go out with Rachel, but it just didn't come together. I probably wouldn't have been much fun today anyway. On a happier note, we have been working out more and I am getting stronger. I was able to up my weight on a couple different machines and I haven't thrown my back out. That is HUGE. I guess I do have something to interrupt my moaning and groaning.
Anyway, I'm going to throw myself back into The Host and get that finished tonight. Then I'll be tackling the laundry and moving on to the next book. Yep. Party. Animal.
So here I sit, it's Saturday night (Second Saturday even) and I'm on the couch with really no intention of moving. I was going to go out with Rachel, but it just didn't come together. I probably wouldn't have been much fun today anyway. On a happier note, we have been working out more and I am getting stronger. I was able to up my weight on a couple different machines and I haven't thrown my back out. That is HUGE. I guess I do have something to interrupt my moaning and groaning.
Anyway, I'm going to throw myself back into The Host and get that finished tonight. Then I'll be tackling the laundry and moving on to the next book. Yep. Party. Animal.