Wrestling with food
So here's the lowdown today:
Breakfast: Leftover Chinese food.
Lunch: A banana and a drink of some kind.
Dinner: Steak, potatoes, green beans.
Snack/Other: 1 serving of Dove chocolate pieces (that's 5 pieces of chocolate) and a thin (sadly) piece of German Chocolate cake.
I hate writing down what I'm eating. Stupid food. Stupid food - grr, I hate you, food, you bastard.
List-o-stuff from the rest of the day:
1. I did climb an imaginary mountain at the gym today. Nice even heart rate, sufficiently sweaty, all that good stuff.
2. While passing by the men's section (a placement that means women are constantly turning and looking - it's hard not too) I noticed a particular nice rear end, as I couldn't see much else, and then nearly did a spit take when my trainer got up from the weight machine and said hello to my mom and me.
3. Made some hillarious and inappropriate jokes with my mother about the various side effects of Viagra.
4. Got some serious laughs from her about the time I took a yoga class in the afternoon and regularly fell asleep... which is particularly bad because I snore.
5. Gracie bit the tip of my finger. Broke the skin a little. Ouch.
6. Officially joined my union today -- I pay dues anyway, so of course, why not? More protection and such. Yay me!
Breakfast: Leftover Chinese food.
Lunch: A banana and a drink of some kind.
Dinner: Steak, potatoes, green beans.
Snack/Other: 1 serving of Dove chocolate pieces (that's 5 pieces of chocolate) and a thin (sadly) piece of German Chocolate cake.
I hate writing down what I'm eating. Stupid food. Stupid food - grr, I hate you, food, you bastard.
List-o-stuff from the rest of the day:
1. I did climb an imaginary mountain at the gym today. Nice even heart rate, sufficiently sweaty, all that good stuff.
2. While passing by the men's section (a placement that means women are constantly turning and looking - it's hard not too) I noticed a particular nice rear end, as I couldn't see much else, and then nearly did a spit take when my trainer got up from the weight machine and said hello to my mom and me.
3. Made some hillarious and inappropriate jokes with my mother about the various side effects of Viagra.
4. Got some serious laughs from her about the time I took a yoga class in the afternoon and regularly fell asleep... which is particularly bad because I snore.
5. Gracie bit the tip of my finger. Broke the skin a little. Ouch.
6. Officially joined my union today -- I pay dues anyway, so of course, why not? More protection and such. Yay me!