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"Where's my ass?" Aw, fuck it. I'm gonna go eat doritos.
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Does one ass workout.
"Where's my ass?" Aw, fuck it. I'm gonna go eat doritos.
So out of shape that I can't even finish the Insanity workout fit test.
Note to self:
Do not attempt to do HIIT on the elliptical when you are feeling nauseous. You will hurl.
I was soooo stoked to go back to the gym today after getting over the flu but I guess my body's pissed off at me for not allowing it to sleep for 27+ hours so I could study....and only consuming coffee, adderall, a luna bar, and some peanut butter in those 27+ hours.....ans I probably shouldn't have smoked so many cigarettes along with that. Does anyone have advice on how to quit? I haven't been smoking too long but long enough that it's tough. I'll do well and then next thing I know I'm drunk with a cigarette. We I'm going to grocery shop for some real food, take a nap, and try to go back to the gym. Wish me luck!
today. there are no words for today.
So first off - my GCSE English Language exam sucked and I think I messed up big time. OK so I deal with the stress of that, think 'Nothing, I can do now, except wait til results day'. You see how super cool and rational my thinking is? I know, right, I felt so much better. So I think I'll combat the stress by getting kitted up and going out for my personal run/jog/walk combo.
Just as I'm about to leave the house my douchebag little brother says to me "You're not going out wearing that skirt thing are you? It looks...weird."
I nearly burst into tears. What I actually do is say "Fuck you" and slam the front door in his face. First off, it was a skort a sports skirt-shorts hybrid thing - perfect for working out and second, when he said 'weird' what he meant was fat.
And *poof* just like that, all my motivation is kaput, gone, byebye, so long. My workout is crap and short because I feel like every car that goes past is laughing at my fat ass for thinking today would be a good day.
Ugh, sorry for the one-person pity party. Must be hormone imbalances (damn you contraceptive pill)
BUT! And this is a huge 'but' - I've only got 2 more lbs to go til I go under 200 lbs. Just saying that in my head sounds awesome. I will no longer be 'obese'.
I think that alone merits a 'fuck yeah!'
That will mean (if I lose the 2lbs by my official weigh-in day, Sunday) that I'll have lost around 40something lbs in about three months. That's like nearly three stone. I feel a little better now than I did at the start of this post :)