Well, four more days... time for the depress-o-thon to begin!
I broke out the new scale, so I'd have a scale that is JUST used to weigh me. That way the kids aren't bouncing on it, kicking it, etc, and so that way it will much more accurately tell me about changes in my weight. I have it parked under my weight bench so I can weigh myself every morning before I start working out (which I FINALLY started this morning, now that my kids aren't sick.)
I want to break this scale in half.
See, the problem between scales is accuracy, and bathroom scales are not terribly accurate. HOWEVER, I will abide by it's decision, and it's probably for the best, for reasons I'll get to in a second.
As you can see, I've somehow gained 26 lbs in 3 months. My wedding ring continues to fall off and my belt is still on the 'skinniest' notch, so I don't entirely buy it, but who knows? Maybe it's accurate. And boy fucking howdy, that number is haunting me right now.
Breakfast? I had half as much. 2 servings of cereal (1.5 cups) 1 serving of milk, and my coffee with 1/2 a scoop of home-made hot chocolate in it (high in fibre, low in sugar!) and a swig of apple juice is a good way to start the day, with a giant 331 staring me in the face, you can bet that my idle snacking is over. I stared longingly at the nut tray all morning (the one I won for my cake... did I mention that anywhere? I can't remember) and the heaping pile of cashers and dark-chocolate-covered almonds, but I ignored it, finished my coffee, and came to work. I just finished my tuna-and-crackers, and thats it until after lunch. Stupid everything.
I'm also reading The Naked Warrior
, which is a GREAT partner book to BFFM which I've mentioned a lot in this thread. I'm learning a lot about strength conditioning, which has always been the biggest hurdle to me exercising. Since I've got such horribly low strength-to-weight ratio, working out has always made me feel WORSE because of how little I can do. Gaining strength rapidly will do WONDERS for my self-esteem, and if I start to see results, I will "get into the race", so to speak, and start working out harder in order to beat my old record.
I know how my brain works, so don't judge me. If I try something and suck, you can BET I won't be doing it again. If I see results, you can bet I WILL, so... Naked Warrior time.
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