Saturday, June 15, 2013
(warning: ranting below)
I'm so exhausted. I had to go to a party last night with my boyfriend's co-workers and their friends, none of whom I knew. They were nice enough but it was the first time I'd been out in a while. Since I usually don't drink or eat out (too hard to stay OP) I never go out anymore - too stressful. At this party I had 1.5 beers and had a hangover the next day. But the worst was that I felt like the fattest person at the party. I was so encouraged by my progress until I actually ventured out into the world and saw all the naturally skinny girls.
Anyway, what contributed to my bad mood was also the fact that Aunt Flo is coming soon (you know what I mean, girls) and I ended up running 10 miles yesterday, very fast, and was therefore super exhausted at the party. Plus everyone there was a software engineer and so they argued about programming languages - super fun conversation for me who knows nothing about programming...
And now, the next day, I'm sleepy and ravenous (I just at a PB&banana sandwich that cost me 8 points, right after eating a 6-point salad) and I'm trying to psyche myself up into doing some type of exercise. I'd love to go on another run but it's disgusting outside (not raining, but super cold and foggy). I just downed an espresso to try to wake myself up enough to brave the bad weather.
Anyway, I haven't really posted my progress and I always think it's interesting when bloggers do that, so I'll start posting on my weigh-in day, which is Monday. For now I'll write down my progress thus far.
Starting weight/Week 1: 142
Week 2: 139.2
Week 3: 137
Week 4: 135.7
Week 5: 133.7
Week 6: 131
So, the numbers are definitely going down but I still feel puffy. I wonder if it's some kind of bloat from the impending Aunt Flo.
Sorry about the ranting. Hopefully my weigh-in day post tomorrow will be more positive. Today's just a rotten day.