1- Complete 1500+ minutes of fitness.
I fell WAY short of this With only 767 minutes. I had 13 days of missed opportunities in August. 13 days of NO exercise other than my normal errands/chores. I am NOT happy with myself on this one.
I am renewing this goal for September. I made it more than halfway with less than half of my days unused.
2- Lose 10 pounds.
6 pounds total...I am actually ok with this.
More than half and I think 10 pounds in 4 weeks is a bit of a reach for my body. I have always averaged 1-2 pounds a week. I think an appropriate change will be 7 lbs.
3- Lose 2 more inches from my waist.
I lost 1 inch...I'll take it!
The goal is still 2 inches for September!
I am still trying to deal with frustrations in my life.
For whatever reason, I get so irritated when people don't try as hard as I do. I don't ask anyone to do things that I would not do myself. (except kill spiders and other assorted creepies....but thats another blog!)
I thought about things today when I had some quiet time to myself. Weekends are hard for me...not in the physical sense, well, kinda physical...its hard to 'splain. Maybe I take things too personally, I dunno.
I am working my butt off...literally.
I have been working overtime and dealing with things at work, most times, I come home and have to make supper, IF our room mate cooks, I usually need to cook something healthier to eat. Then, most of the time, I pick up around the apartment and usually I do the dishes because I get tired of looking at them.
I know that I have had some unused (aka un-exercised) days last month, but I managed to get a fair amount in.
I go to bed around 11pm if I am lucky.
My beau has a new job and is physically not able to do housework and will not be able to until we can afford his surgery/gets health insurance. My son is working too and should be able to make all his own bills this month and is in his own apartment. He does help me out if I ask, but I generally don't because he is working full time and lives by himself.
Our room mate works part time, and is thinking of quitting her job because they are 'rude' to her. We are lucky if she gives us 100 a month. (Our deal when she moved in was 300 a month which is about 1/3 of the bills). She does get foodstamps but usually spends it on items that we don't eat. Usually ice cream, milk, chips, koolaid, etc...I spent between 80-120 a week on healthy food, for myself, my beau, my son, her, and her kids when they are here. My beau even bought me a smaller fridge to keep the healthy stuff in because I cannot find things in the big one with all the crap in there.
She does do housework....but only if I make a big deal about dragging myself up to do it or if my beau says something to her about it. She generally sleeps until mid afternoon because she is up all night watching Netflix (which I pay for)
Some of this would not be a big deal, because we would be spending the money anyways, such as internet and Netflix....but I shouldn't have to ask for her help IMO!
She complains about wanting to lose weight, but when I point things out about her diet, she shrugs and does what she wants anyways. I hate when people say they want advice/help and then ignore it.
I suggested to her today that both Sonic and Wendy's are hiring and she told me about how she was up til 4am putting her resume online for manager positions and the TSA and etc...and totally blew me and my fast food suggestion off.
Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't want to work in a fast food place, BUT I WOULD IF I HAD TO! If it came down to me working in fast food and me not being able to pitch in and pay my way....all I have to say is 'You want fries with that?'
SOOOO, what happens is that on Sundays...and some Saturdays too (or when I am off of work due to an impending hurricane!) , I have a 'nap'. Today, I got up at 6, puttered around for a bit, made breakfast...then it hit me. I couldn't keep my eyes open. I crawled back into bed and stayed there until 1:30 this afternoon.
I know that I don't get a whole lot of rest during the week and part of it is partly my body trying to catch up....but part of it is also that I am unhappy with the situation at home. When I get overly stressed, my depression builds up. When my depression builds up, I sleep.
Which also upsets me as I have worked hard on myself to be medication free and have been med free for about 4 years now.is is the second time that my beau and I have helped someone out and been taken advantage of.
It makes me resentful and sadly, this will most likely be the last time that we ever help someone out with a place to live who is not family. Which also upsets me that it only took 2 people to make that change in me. I am a giving and caring person but will not take the chance again on someone taking advantage.
I am sure that my beau and I will help others out in the future, but it will be in other ways.
Now....I am off to stretch and get my behind and all my aches and pains out the door for tonight's jog before it gets dark!