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Slept very deeply - deeply enough to not hear that Pixie had to go out, a fact discovered by a bare foot in the dark when the alarm went off at 5am.
Feeling off. Tired. Defeated and down.
Worked out again this morning - it's easy to motivate myself to do this so far, but it's only been 4 days. Back up a pound, because you know, barely eating anything solid and filling up on kale and chickpea soup at night, and working out for 40 mins yesterday, and forgetting my snack - it's easy to see how there's no movement in the downward direction right?
I know. 4 days. Whatever. I follow the damn thing to the letter, and get nothing, he haphazardly grabs things here and there that meet the requirements and sheds 10 pounds, and actually LOOKS different already. Like IMMEDIATELY. And I still look lumpy and thick.
Good thing I'm doing this to be a supportive wife, and not because I hope I'll look better, I guess.
Stupid fucking diet.
Tyler is coming home this weekend. Maybe I can talk him into going to see Cloud Atlas with me - hell, it's done by the folks that did The Matrix. Otherwise I'm going alone. This is far too important a story, an experience, to me to let it be ruined by someone going to see it who doesn't really want to.
Feeling off. Tired. Defeated and down.
Worked out again this morning - it's easy to motivate myself to do this so far, but it's only been 4 days. Back up a pound, because you know, barely eating anything solid and filling up on kale and chickpea soup at night, and working out for 40 mins yesterday, and forgetting my snack - it's easy to see how there's no movement in the downward direction right?
I know. 4 days. Whatever. I follow the damn thing to the letter, and get nothing, he haphazardly grabs things here and there that meet the requirements and sheds 10 pounds, and actually LOOKS different already. Like IMMEDIATELY. And I still look lumpy and thick.
Good thing I'm doing this to be a supportive wife, and not because I hope I'll look better, I guess.
Stupid fucking diet.
Tyler is coming home this weekend. Maybe I can talk him into going to see Cloud Atlas with me - hell, it's done by the folks that did The Matrix. Otherwise I'm going alone. This is far too important a story, an experience, to me to let it be ruined by someone going to see it who doesn't really want to.