I live near Raleigh, NC and I'm so disappointed about Amendment One, it makes me so sad. I'm not going to say much, bc I could write FOREVER about it and of course, this is a weight loss and health site. This is 2012 for goodness sake, civil rights for EVERYONE. I'm so glad the president came out in support of equal rights for all.
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So, what's up? I have been feeling so so. I ran for the first time since my half on March 17th the other day. I felt heavy and uncoordinated which I always feel after I haven't ran in awhile.
I truly wish I would have my "Ah ha! I need to get my lazy ass healthy" moment. I thought that I already had them....again and again and nothing seems to stick. It makes me a little sad bc I should want this and it should be top priority. Why isn't it? I guess I really don't feel THAT bad about myself yet bc then it would be top priority, right? Very, very frustrated at myself oh and pretty jealous of some people.
Because I see people that do care and are careful about what the eat and how much. People who love working out and being active. People who make it seem so easy to pick salad over pizza. People who are TRYING. People who are strong and focused even if they are dying for a piece of cake....or four.
Here's me on the sideline eating pizza and reading a US Weekly, watching in disbelief. WTF do you have that I don't? Drive? Determination? Focus? Self love? All of the above?
I'm not going to lie, I feel great when I eat well. Not sure why I choose some of the foods I do....
sure they taste great, but it's not like I have never had chocolate or pizza before. NOTHING is going to happen if I DON'T eat it, the world will not end and I certainty won't starve.
Hmmm...this blog is giving me a headache, so I'm going to stop babbling now. I guess just venting my frustration of not wanting it enough.
I guess I WANT it, but I don't want to do the work to get there. So, I guess I really do have the body I deserve. The body I have is the result of wishing and hoping, not true heart and hard work. The body I have is from sitting on the couch and watching reruns of Girls Nextdoor (oh, yeah, total guilty pleasure--shhhh). The body I have is a result of hours of reading and not running. The body I have is the result of treating myself to sweets and such.
You always get what you deserve.
Thanks for reading and the support!