I feel like such a jerk. I'm at work trying, unsuccessfully, not to cry... BLOGGING, when I should be working (I'm sort of ahead of schedule, but still...) I feel so melodramatic. Like I'm going for an Emmy... but it's so... maddening? Discouraging? Hopeless? I don't even know how to put into one word what I am feeling right now. I swear... I am gaining weight just by THINKING of food. I don't understand. And at the same time, I do.
I'm too inactive, and points or no points, I'm eating more than I need to. Sometimes. Not all of the time. I make good choices too. Just not all of the time. And obviously not enough of the time. I can't keep doing this. It's, literally, killing me.
I'm so tired. Mentally exhausted. I wish I were somewhere else.
I can't pretend like I don't know what to do, because the problem is easy to identify and the solutions are plentiful. I just can't seem to do anything right. At least, not two days in a row.
2 comments:
Hey! I missed seeing you on Sunday. I know how you feel. Regardless of whether you're succeeding with just modifying your diet, working out is important. It doesn't matter what you do, so long as you're doing something. I don't do it as often as I should (which is something I'm working on right now,) but it really isn't hard to work in a few workouts a week. The hard part is making yourself do it!
You just completely helped me not go to the freezer and grab the mint chocolate chip icecream! Thank you! Just remember to take one day at a time and maybe make up some snack baggies of things you can have and how many you can have a day. Maybe even a snack baggie of Skittles or M&M's because it's all about portions but not restricting. That always helps me. Since you live at an apartment does it have a pool? Since it gets darker later why not go swimming in the evenings or something just as simple as holding onto the side and kicking really gets the heartrate up.
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