Monday, February 11, 2013
My shoulder was killing me yesterday--going to try and move up my physio appt. I'm very fed up with having my workouts limited and having trouble working because my shoulder is so weak. It feels like everything is stuck in the wrong place (again) and needs to be readjusted (again). I really hope it can get fixed more permanently. Those physios arent' cheap!
I'm also fed up with the scale. It needs to move NOW. So no more ridiculous 'checked out' eating. To that end, I did get my chicken breasts cooked last night, and picked up some ground turkey, steaks, and an eye of round roast. I think the roast will be eaten for supper instead of used for sammiches though--after reading up on different beef cuts (novice lol) the best way to prep this involves cooking it on very high briefly and serving it med or med rare. May be too tough for proper sandwiches after. Though I guess if I slice it up enough it might work....
I sometimes wish, for just a day or so, that I could have beautiful sexy legs. I'm past feeling sorry for myself for what I already have, but sometimes I just wish I could go to the beach and not cringe at the thought of exposing them to the world. Even just 'average' would be okay with me--that or I wish swimsuits with leggings were popular. :) I know, I can wear skirts or whatever, but then it becomes obvious that I'm trying to hide them. I remember a few year back, getting a friend to take a few 'before' pics of me. She could barely stand to look at my back legs enough to take a picture of them. It was....humbling. Even wearing any shorts that go above my knees is daunting, since the saggy stretch-marky fat sags all the way down to the backs of my knees. I know weight loss will help, but even at 120 lbs, I used to have saggy stretch-markey cellulite. Just genetically gifted that way, I guess. Hah.