I've been terrible about tracking lately, but I've been careful, food-wise. For the most part. I freely admit to some stree eating and one free-birthday-meal-at-Steak-n-
Shake evening. But nothing CRAZY, and generally compensated for well. It's not a shining moment, and I can't point to any one perfect day...but I'm trying.
I've been doing really well with my couch-to-5k program!! I love the running, it is a really great stress reliever...I even crave the run! I took a day off yesterday (I make myself take at least one per week, to recoup), and I felt like a lazy piece of crap. Good sign, right?? lol
My foot has been giving me a little trouble, but it's nothing unmanageable.
Mostly--the stress. I began to seriously reconsider the whole second-job thing after my third time having a call-in-shift-induced panic attack. I loathe 15-16 hour days, and my body does NOT respond well to them. So, I started ramping up my online surveys, my rewards programs, etc. I even got into a 2-day, $75 paid study (a LEGIT one. I've done this long enough to be able to tell the difference, don't worry!!).
And then my roommate happened.
This is the pain in my butt who couldn't even be bothered to do his dishes, sometimes for 2 weeks at a time. Moldy crockpots that destroy my sinuses are not really the best way to endear yourself to me, y'know? But I digress...
Our lease is coming due, and the paperwork was due three weeks ago. He dragged and dragged his feet, and my bf gave him until the end of this past weekend to make a decision: are we staying or going? Are we just moving to a different apartment in this complex, or do you want out completely? He avoided us ALL weekend. Conveniently.
So, bf cornered him last night and got the scoop: he applied for a loan to get a house, and was approved on Friday.
SO WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US, YOU IMBECILE??!!
So, this has all obviously been very stressful...not only because we have to move in the next couple of months when we weren't expecting to, but because getting a place by ourselves is a significant enough increase in bills to be...intimidating, if not problematic. I had mixed emotions about losing the food stamps (my new(ish) job put me something like $500/year too high to qualify...exciting, but I'll admit to being sorry to lose them and $500/year does NOT go THAT far with food), and adding something in the range of $150-$200 in bills is just...frankly, scary and stressful.
Long story short, second job is here to stay (ARGH), in addition to the online earnings. And my student loans may need to be put on hold for a few months, so we can save up a bit for this move and get settled.
By the way, I'm not explaining away a lack of weight loss (I'm more baffled than anyone--must be muscle. My clothes fit better, I'm smaller overall...meh. I feel good (when I get enough sleep), and I'm not gaining...I'll get it worked out. It will be ok.), or a failure to exercise or anything (although I really need to work in some strength training, I know)...I've been good on most counts, I've just not been as connected here as I'd like to be.
Stress takes up as much time as you give it, and I've been giving it a lot.
My one main issue at this point?
I'm so tired. So...so very...VERY...tired. Exhausted, really.
Life gets better, right?