Back on the Wagon…or something like that?
Why the hell did I do a cleanse when I am just going to follow it with a 10-piece chicken nugget meal? Who knows? All I know is that I went to 5:45 am Bodypump this morning and wanted to choke them up on the floor in front of me.
When I was in high school, I remember having this will power that came with full commitment to anything that I was doing- especially weight loss. Its like: “I need to lose 5 lbs” then I WOULD. I mean, I am no spring chicken anymore, so of course my metabolism is a real bitch- but, believe it or not, my mindset is a bigger bitch. SInce I am a “grown up” I do what I want. And with that, I would like to have my chicken nuggets and eat them too. Not to say I ALWAYS eat what I want, because I most certainly don’t- but I do feel sorry for myself pretty easily, and with that comes snacking. Because I am a grown up- and you can’t tell me what to do!
According to The Knot dot com I have 167 days until my wedding. Friggin seriously? September twenty third is coming faster than my buff arms and I need to take “crunch time” a little more literally. So how do I trick myself into liking this crap? I seriously have 25 L-B’s I need to lose before the big day, well really- to lose before my engagement photos, and my dress fitting. SO what am I doing here exactly? I eat perfectly and then crash after a few days, or just at the end of the day. And really, since I am trying to save money for our new house, I can’t really afford food anyways.
Today, yes, today and through the week- I am going to track every stupid calorie that goes into my face because frankly, I am running out of time. All those supplements I bought don’t really seem to be doing anything- but then again, I think today was the first day I have been to the gym since I started the fat burners. I was hoping that they would give me that awesome, “I don’t want to eat anything” sort of crack-cocaine feeling. But they don’t, I am hungry, and that’s the honest truth. So through Saturday (small goals) I am going to be perfect and I will let you know if I lose any weight. Oh yeah, and Matt can go 3 days without beer and lose 10 pounds.