Wordslinger: Shit or Get Off the Pot

Hey,
wonderful post about surgery! I think you can correct the body all you want, if the mind is not ready... there is nothing you can do!
My mom is tiny... she weighs 120 pounds (after having 3 kids... and she still has some belly she says... she used to be 100 pounds until she had her 3rd child and she is not that short either!) and also slightly unstable (I always thought it was bipolar disorder, but her docs refer to it as borderline syndrome... that is when she ever goes to her psych, usually she says she is fine and doesn't need a shrink!).

I think you are the best thing that could happen to your mom, encouraging and helping her, and I think if you help her with the nutrition she will get to her goal without major problems. My mom used to put me on a diet (every few weeks since I was 15 probably... even though i was slim-ish then) and I hated it, when I was ready to committ I did and I am halfway there!

Also the gap between the legs... woohoo!!! I never fully lost the gap, but I hate that the upper couple of inches of my legs rub. I would love for that thigh fat to leave, but then I would also love for my tummy fat to go... not quite decided which one I would like to see gone first!
My great achievement lately was that the stretch-mark which I got a week before starting to change my lifestyle (on the inner thigh... my first stretchmark on a thigh!!) has faded and is almost completely gone. I have stretchies on the girls (boobies) and on my "ears of the ass" (the lovehandle bit on the lower back), but I don't see them all the time, while the thigh one I could see every time I went peepee (and it reminded me painfully of what I had done to my poor old body!)!
So yey for that one gone!!

have a great day, Camy
 
Hoorray for non-scale victories!

Caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror at gym today and thought... "hmm, slim looking girl!"

That hasn't happened in a while. I am so happy with my body and my life and my mind at the moment...

Ok, going now, was just spreading some luuuurve around :p
 
Camy said:
My great achievement lately was that the stretch-mark which I got a week before starting to change my lifestyle (on the inner thigh... my first stretchmark on a thigh!!) has faded and is almost completely gone.
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Wow, perhaps there is hope for me yet when it comes to stretch marks. I feel like my body is a map of them. They are all over my stomach, especially the circumference at belly button level. They're on the underneath of my upper arms, on my hips, they snake onto my back, they are prevalent on my inner and outer thighs, even the fronts and backs... hell, my saddle bags are turning into deflated pouches. Oh, and I can't forget the stretch mark colony on my breasts. It all kind of makes you not want to flaunt what you have arduously achieved. No naked-ness over here!


Ankebuzz said:
Caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror at gym today and thought... "hmm, slim looking girl!"
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You need to post recent progress pictures; they will enable you to brag even more of your success!
 
Camy said:
Hey,
wonderful post about surgery! I think you can correct the body all you want, if the mind is not ready... there is nothing you can do!
My mom is tiny... she weighs 120 pounds (after having 3 kids... and she still has some belly she says... she used to be 100 pounds until she had her 3rd child and she is not that short either!) and also slightly unstable (I always thought it was bipolar disorder, but her docs refer to it as borderline syndrome... that is when she ever goes to her psych, usually she says she is fine and doesn't need a shrink!).
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I second it about the surgery post.

Sorry about your Mom.

I'm going through something similiar with my Mom. I have a question about your mother. Does her personality change dramatically?

With my Mom it seems like two different people. I don't see her as often as I should but one week she is cool to be around, easy to open up to and just plain fun to be around. The next time I see her it is painful. She argumentative, condescending, beligerant and I can't wait to leave. I have wondered if she is bi-polar or maybe just very anxious.

Your lucky you got her to go to the doctor. I know watching this happen to someone you love is painful. I'm sorry.
 
wordslinger said:
Thank you for stopping by, MissDFITT! My mother knows an individual at her work who had gastric bypass and is considering a revision because hers hasn't worked-- chiefly due to her poor diet. My mother will catch her drinking pop and she eats so much that she has stretched out her stomach pouch. Some individuals do not adequately address their relationship with food.

Our mentality doesn't help either. We seek instant gratification. There's no emphasis on the work anymore, just the glorious end result. As far as I am concerned, Samuel Johnson eloquently captures this sentiment: "Such is the emptiness of human enjoyment, that we are always impatient of the present."
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All inner game. I really am beginning to think the outside is just reflecting what is going on inside. That's the area I struggle with.
 
richielancair said:
All inner game. I really am beginning to think the outside is just reflecting what is going on inside. That's the area I struggle with.
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So many of us struggle with our mind games. I'm trying to adopt a more positive outlook on life and when others on the forum are down about certain features I tell them to remove their fixation and consider their progress, to relish their accomplishments and that the rest will come. Yet I can't do this for myself. When the clothes are off I cannot be proud for what I have accomplished-- I only see what I have yet to accomplish... and after losing 75 pounds that is sick.
 
I will answer to ritchie in here, sorry WS!
Yes Ritchie, you described my mom in your post exactly. She is like the nursery rhyme, when she is good she is very very good, when she is bad, she is the worst.
On good days/weeks she will be the single most amazing lady you can ever meet, open, funny, talkative, intelligent, loving... on bad days/weeks, she is the frickin devil. She is argumentative, screams a lot about anything, is moody, will not talk and if she talks just in yells and bellows, everything will be wrong to her, small things will make her freak out, she has hit us in those moments (my sister more so than me, because I was a fucking saint throughout my childhood) or screamed until we would disappear crying into our rooms (this more me than my sis because she has a stronger character). She will throw in our faces things we have done tens of years ago (she tends to remember selectively in those times, and she may remember we broke a vase when we were 3 or 4 and throw that at us as if we just did it). I hate her on thsoe days and up until I was 15 or 16 I would pray before going home from school, that she would either be at work or in a good mood. If it was a bad mood day I knew I would be literally fucked and spend the entire day being screamed at.
And anything can trigger her! And she goes back to normal when she talks on the phone to a friend and sometimes that will calm her back to normalcy, sometimes it won't.

We were on this vacation 5 years ago and my sister left. by accident, the camera cover (that little plasticky bag) on the beach. She was in an excellent mood, all smiles and loving, when she found out my sis had lost the cover she turned into a screaming monster. It was so bad my dad (who is Mr. Calm) yelled at her, that it was fucking impossible to go on holidays with a fucking bipolar person. Usually my dad just waits it out. The whole day was a disaster after that incident, she didn't talk to us, then the next morning she woke us with kisses and cuddles...
Dje has also thrown birthday presents for her at our heads because she disliked them or they weren't exactly what she wanted. It got so bad that now we let her buy her own presents and just give her the money...

Ok, sorry I used your diary for this WS I just wanted to let Ritchie know he is not alone...
Camy
 
EXERCISE 7/09/08
- Leslie Sansone’s Walk Away the Pounds Express: 4 Mile Super Challenge
- 2 Mile Walk (with Mother and my dogs)
- 20 Minute Jog

EXERCISE 7/10/08
- Power 90: Sculpt Circuit III/IV
- 2 Mile Walk (with Mother and my dogs)
- 20 Minute Jog

I’m still stagnant on my plateau; I’ve incorporated segments of jogging in an effort to better reach my goals. From the jogging, I expect my legs to tone up as the muscle packs on from the weight-bearing activity. With that muscle I expect to burn more calories, which hopefully will decrease the size of my thighs and assist in flattening my stomach. My mother tells me I am obsessed, that I am losing weight, that my pants are becoming larger in certain areas—she insists that I need to calm down because I’m putting on muscle which is offsetting my losses.

I am proud of myself for starting to accomplish a goal I set out for myself: incorporating variety into my daily consumption. I dared to venture into the land of fruit. I ate a peach. And it was good. I’m not sure why I never did try fruit before. This will make such a difference during the semester when I do not have ample opportunity to eat well (or even eat). So I’m not overloading on carbohydrates, (e.g. crackers, Cheez Its, peanut butter bread, breakfast bars), I can lug fruit around in a lunchbox stowed safely in my car. As long as I wash them beforehand it will be a marvelous time. I also wish to attempt nectarines, which someone informed me are like peaches without the fuzz. I need to pick up raisins to throw in cereal and other meals for an added fruit boost.

I was always a picky eater growing up. My staples were spaghetti, chicken nuggets, and butter bread. From this list, we can deduce I was a stubborn child whose taste buds preferred the comfort of familiarity.

My mother and I are going to the Olive Garden tomorrow for Soup, Salad, and Breadsticks. I do plan on being a glutton. I was in a despondent mood earlier this evening—a friend cancelled on me, and we were to go to an Indian restaurant. I was thoroughly looking forward to enjoying some Indian cuisine. Oh how I miss my Mango Lassis!
 
I'm proud that YOU ARE proud! You have a diet/schedule that isn't repetitive and you keep things interesting! Good for you! To get out of my plateau last week I started to incorporate intervals into my cardio, such as jogging/running. Good luck with the workout, it sounds like you are going to lose weight this week!

Also, Olive Garden! MMMM I don't think I'm ready for that. I might go carb-crazy. hahaha

Good job! Keep up the great work!
 
Hey, well done on the exercise... I also had a GREAT workout yesterday.

Glad you're getting healthier... and DO try nectarines... my absolute favourite, they are divine! Plums too! (round and dark purple/blackish)

Have a great weekend!
 
It is rather a shock to realize how long of a ‘hiatus’ I have taken from posting. I’ve popped on and off every now and then, said a quick word here and there. The humid weather has prevented me from tolerating my room enough to sit for extended periods of time at the computer—I inhabit the smallest room of a duplex with no central air… ouch. Essentially, my bedroom is the size of friends’ bathrooms.

Another reason I wished to stay away involved female issues. I had wretched PMS, it was absolutely appalling. I didn’t wish to be juvenile and take out my hormone-induced aggressions on the message boards.

My mother was on vacation so I tried to spend every minute I could with her. During the academic year our fun will cease, and I will be forced to spend every free moment cramped in this pitiful bedroom (not to sleep but) cranking out school work.

I was also asked by a high school friend to sing at her wedding (which is on the 2nd of August). Very short notice, indeed! I’ve been trying to get ready for that as well.

Exercise is going well. I am still plugging away at Power 90 and am amazed at what I have been accomplishing. I have never experienced a program that has caused such increases in stamina and strength. I recover and can feel my energy increase throughout the week. Tomorrow is day 60 of the program, so I will be taking my measurements to discern my progress. I feel all my success will be non-scale, sadly.

I am gradually introducing more fruit into my diet. I’ve conquered peaches, nectarines, cherries, and kiwi. Before bananas and grapes were all I would touch; my consumption of grapes was terribly rare, maybe once a year. Bananas were it. Now I feel I should pick up raisins to add to my cereals… maybe even some yogurt, if that doesn’t sound too weird. I have been fixating upon fruit too much and my vegetable consumption has decreased. I need to get that back on track. That shouldn’t be too difficult; my mother normally eats half a head of lettuce a day so it is always in fresh supply. I purchased a lunchbox and Tupperware containers for when I start commuting again so there’s no excuse not to eat healthy during my hectic schedule of work, classes, tutoring, and Sigma Tau Delta.

I continuously entertain food strategies in my head in attempt to gain better results from my current program. I used to feel terribly guilty about eating so much dairy, which was until I realized that is where most of my protein comes from (besides cashews). I love my carbohydrates, but I probably should really limit myself to the healthier ones and whole grains. I do not eat too many sandwiches or bagels, but if I do, I try to always to make sure they are multigrain or whole wheat. I have been consuming cereals, they have suddenly become a breakfast staple, but I’ll normally purchase Cheerios or Fiber One.

There are areas to improve this month, exercise-wise:

1) Jogging: I had started to jog every other night… that was until the weather turned so ferocious that I could not do it without risking my consciousness in the humidity. I jogged religiously during a week and then had to quit. Hopefully this heat wave has broken. Otherwise, I may just have to suck it up and be a man, jam those headphones in my ears and sweat until my wife beater is translucent. There are also creepy male stalkers in my neighborhood that I encounter that like to watch me. Maybe if I jogged with mace I would feel safe… oh wait, that’s illegal! Guess I’ll have to make do with a switch blade knife that will squirt out of my hands from the profuse amount of sweat and pop open as I fall onto it. Wonderful.

2) Abdominals: Before I began Circuit III/IV of Power 90, I did abdominal work every day. The higher circuits zapped me of my energy and worked my abs to the point I was so sore and dead tired that it was in my best interest not to do them every day. So I only did them every other day as in the cardio circuit. Now it is time to get back into the swing of every day abs. My periods have been a breeze though (other than my feral emotions)—no real cramps because of the strengthened abdominals. I really wanted to get my belly button pierced this summer. I’m not sure if my stomach will flatten enough to my specifications. A lot of my bulk that I perceive may also be some loose skin. I will give it time and see what my stomach looks like on my vacation (mid-to-late August). Maybe as a last hurrah to summer I shall get it done and spend all winter exercising the flub off so I can proudly display my stomach next summer, adorned with horrid stretch marks, saggy skin and all.
 
Well done on all the new fruit! No explore the veggies... lettuce is literally like eating nutritionless roughage... Go dark green! Hmmm, roast caramelised veggies, hmmmmmmm.....
 
I eat tons of fruit and veg (some days I have eaten the recommended 5 a day at lunchtime already, and still have fruit and/or veggie for snack and dinner!), the variety alone is already amazing and if you eat seasonal stuff you keep changing all year round and don't get bored.
One of my faves is roasted veggies for dinner for instance. You roast with very little or no olive oil aubergine (eggplant), courgette (zucchini), mushrooms, asparagus, tomato, onion, etc... sprinkle with some salt and yum yum yum! Fresh and very summery!

Or, one of my man's faves, aubergine sandwiches. You roast aubergines until they are soft, then put a slice of cheese on top of one and put the second one on top of the cheese, then roast quickly on both sides, so that the cheese melts! If you eat breadcrumbs you can do the more difficult variant. You make a cheese sandwich with the raw aubergine (aubergine-cheese-aubergine) then bathe the raw aubergine sandwiches in eggwhite, and then coat in breadcrumbs.
Pop it in the oven for like 10 minutes, turn it once... ready! You can use it as "hamburger meat" in a patty or eat it like that. My vegetarian aunt taught me this one!

Or our winter special: fish (or seafood, or chicken or plain) ratatouille. Chop again aubergines, zucchini, tomatoes, half an onion, some garlic (and whatever you like, we again use asparagus), with soem olive oil cook the onion and garlic first, then throw the veggies in. If you like it more soupy, you can add a can of chopped tomato (or tomato juice) to it. Leave it on a low fire for like 10 minutes, stirring every now and then, then place the fish/seafood on top, close the lid and let the fish cook in the steam of the veggies.
Once the fish is cooked (another 10-15 minutes) the veggies should be just right, tender but still firm. It is very good and once you are good at it, it is quite impressive for dinner parties.

Have fun cooking! Camy
 
Hey, thanks Camy, I'll be trying the ratatouille. (always said I hate eating it, but that's only in the cans... hate the mushy tomato-ness!)
 
POWER 90: DAY 60
Weight: 115.5
Chest: 32” (bust) and 28” (torso)
Waist: 26”
Hips: 35.5”
Right Mid-Thigh: 20”
Left Mid-Thigh: 20”
Right Upper Arm: 10.5” (flexed and measured at peak of bicep)
Left Upper Arm: 10.5” (flexed and measured at peak of bicep)
Calf: 14”
Forearm: 8”
Stomach: 29” (circumference at line of belly button)

PROGRESS
Chest: (torso) -.5”
Stomach: -1”
Thighs: -.5”
Forearm: -.5"

REFLECTION
I honestly am thinking that I am at the point where I am fighting my genetics, railing against my body shape. There is no quick fix; this final leg of my journey is going to be a long, arduous haul. I am resigned to this, and I have the dedication to see it through. I figure by next summer I will have the body I want. The school year should be just the right amount of time to make it happen. Most of my fitness goals happen without my realization during the school year, anyway. That is when I lose the majority of my weight. I just need to make an effort to eat the best I can to coax my body to burn the fat.

The distraction of the school year will be a wonderful respite. It will get my mind off of the unhealthy fixation I have with attaining ‘physical perfection.’ Between work and my classes I just need to make sure that I eat the healthiest I can: packing mostly fresh fruits, vegetables, and whole grains for the commutes. This semester is going to be a rough one. I’m going to be working full time, taking a full-time class load. My classes are Monday through Friday, so I will essentially have no downtime at all to relax because I will be working the two weekend days. I will awake to my alarm clock every day. I also have tutoring to attend to; I was commissioned by my university for drop-in composition tutoring. Essentially I get paid to sit idle and listless for an entire semester during a designated time-slot until finals, when all papers are due—then I get to inform unfortunate individuals of how appalling their papers are. In addition, I get to tutor for an actual class, Development of the Novel.

Sleep, perchance, may not fit into my schedule.

With no time for my thoughts to stagnate, I must rush forward and complete all my work during the academic year. Exercise merely becomes something I must do during the day and so I get it done, hence why my fitness goals always rush by unknowingly without commemoration. During my freshman year, I wore size 14 pants the entire time. Summer called for a rude awakening. I had to buy new pants as they were falling off of me—they could be completely put on and pulled off buttoned and zipped. I took in 10s to the dressing room… they were still tents… 8s… horrible fit… imagine my surprise when 6s fit like a dream. Most of my shirts, which were large, I swam in. I went from large to small. I dropped from 156 to 130.

I resign myself to plugging away and enjoying my fitness programs. The results will come. Looking at my day 30 pictures in comparison to my day 60 pictures I have realized that a lot of the bulk I do perceive on my stomach is excess skin. My saddlebags are deflated, pitiful pockets of flesh. The mental distraction of the school year should be some time for the skin to tighten. I do doubt its elasticity; I may carry extra skin with me for the rest of my life simply because I have always been overweight. It was stretched out severely compared to now for near two decades.

Thank you, Anke and Camy, for your vegetable suggestions. I’m a terrible cook—the microwave is my best friend. And I have never heard of aubergines in my life. Success comes from self-improvement, and that equates simply (for me at least) to the accumulation of knowledge. I must try to make one of your suggestions. And it will probably be roasting vegetables at first, seeing as I am completely inept.

… My mother accused me of a gross lack of professionalism when it comes to being a girl. I realize how accurate she is. I can’t style my own hair, I do not even own a hair dryer, I do not wear makeup, nor can I cook. I am going to be the worst catch for marriage, ever, in the history of relationships. It’s a good thing that prescience tells me it isn’t in my plans.
 
I’ve noticed some rather positive changes since I have been making an attempt to eat healthier.

All of a sudden, I have the mythical ‘will power.’ The first incident occurred at work. The bakery will sometimes throw discarded or botched orders in the lounge for the associates to partake of instead of senselessly throwing away food. Heart attack inducing chocolate glazed donuts were thrown on a table. And I didn’t eat one. I had no desire to eat. And before, I would eat simply because things were free. I do not always have to eat when there is food. My boredom eating has really decreased. But if it is really persistent, I try to nip it quickly by drinking some caffeine free tea because it is filling or chug a glass of water.

I’m also experiencing the sensation of feeling full during meals. I do not eat everything in front of me. I ate cashews today with my granola bar on break and they held me way over, even past lunch. I forced myself to eat a little bit—I merely nibbled on some steamed vegetables, red peppers with hummus, and yogurt (because otherwise I knew I would be sorry and famished later). I didn’t even bother touching the nectarine or cherries I brought with me. I go through days where all I want to eat are vegetables or fruits.

I am not saying that I have iron control. I did go a little crazy at my friend’s house last night, but it isn’t something I do all the time. When I eat a lot on a particular day, I just tell myself that I’m ‘zigzagging my calories.’ Guilt gone! I wished; I still associate guilt and food, and I need to stop that.

And I did jog last night, for about twenty minutes, until my mother called and informed me that it was entirely too dark and I had to get my butt home before I was raped by some creepy man in the neighborhood.

And I have been doing abs religiously (or perhaps I mean daily).

All is well. I feel uncharacteristically positive, even about the upcoming school year. Is it wrong to look forward to the hard work? I’m insane. One week in and certainly my mental fortitude will crumble and I shall curse the desire for erudition.
 
It's absolutely a gift to look forward to hard work.... a saying:

"No one said it was gonna be easy... they said it would be worth it"

-can't remember who (is this blasphemy, err, I mean, plaguerism *sp!!*)

Anyway, well done on the jog! 20 minutes is plenty! I like the way my goals get accomplished almost without my knowledge when I am busy, yet stick to my daily goals. I guess that's what life should be like. As long as you can manage to enjoy the present!!!
 
I am also at the weight my body is happy at. Any time I was not fad-dieting (and then putting on weight inevitably) or overeating because of psycho reasons, my weight would be about 135-145. Never less than that, never more than that.
I have reached almost the bottom of that and I know I am now battling something bigger than just overeating... I am battling my genetics!
My grandmother who looks a lot like me (or the other way round) was always chunky (well she had her first kid early, and was "fat" ever since...), my dad tends to become chunky. We are not fat, but we are just not skinny people!
But I want to be skinny... so I am fighting the good way, eating and exercising consciously, and hoping that for at least a year or 2 of my life I can be at that ideal weight (it is like when you go on holidays to Hawaii or something, you just want to get there to take pictures and then you can show people for ever and ever that you were indeed in Hawaii).
You are so close, 10 pounds (more or less, I know you are going by the way you look and feel rather than a number on the scales), sounds like nothing, but I know that at this stage (for me it is the last 15 pounds) every pound is like a battle won and lost at the same time because you do so much as smell a pastry and you are up that pound again and you have to go back to fighting hard to lose the darn pound again.

It is true that sometimes all you need is other stuff to do to lose weight (I lost big chunks, 2 and 3 pound chunks in 1 week) in all of my holidays this year! Germany (twice), NY and skiing in Italy (not so efficient however holidays at my mom's house... I gained 3 pounds there!)), and I am glad it works that way for you.
The less we focus on it, the less we think about it, the more surprised we are that something moves!

Have a great day, Camy

P/s: My parents still consider me physically dyslexic, because I have like 0 grace, I still dance and don't really give a damn about them thinking I look terrible doing it. The more confident you feel the better you look doing it!
And yeah, I am not a swan, but I tell myself if I practice enough I will be able to do all the moves and then I can practice the gracefulness part of it!
 
For some odd reason I was in a funk. Exhaustion plagued my week. Working out wasn’t too enjoyable, and I really slacked with infusing effort. The entire weekend threw me off track, I do believe. My friend was married on the 2nd and I had to sing at her wedding. I had to (obviously) go to the rehearsal the day beforehand, which took up most of the time. I did my main exercises those days, my Power 90, but skimped on my two-mile walks with my mother. I even skimped on the dog walking the previous two days because my mother’s exhaustion and uncooperative weather.

Food-wise I slipped at the beginning of the week, courtesy of the wedding and dinner rehearsal. We went to Coney’s and I ordered the onion ring appetizer… they brought out a plate of onion rings that were each as big as my head. It was stacked high and the oil was pooling on the onion rings… but I ate them all after giving two away. We all shared appetizers. And I even had the Mandiberry Chicken Salad, which had an unhealthy amount of feta cheese, mandarin oranges, and strawberries. I ate the vast majority of the dish. This earned me a slow clap from the entire table. While I was the smallest there, I somehow managed to consume the most food—more than anyone else there. And the girls in my friend’s bridal party are bigger. They are all absolutely beautiful, but they are a lot heavier and taller than I am. My goodness, I cannot believe I was actually applauded for gluttony.

To do damage control, I’ve been trying to eat as many fresh fruits and vegetables as possible. For example at lunch today, I ate peanut butter on 100% full wheat bread, along with carrots and ranch dressing, strawberries, grapes, and a yogurt. My dinner I do not classify as healthy. I had another yogurt, also a nectarine. I was naughty and threw some French fries and tator tots in the microwave. I melted cheese on them, and topped them with salsa. At least they weren’t fried. I recall also eating a banana in the evening somewhere, and even more grapes. I’ve been ravenous lately. And not eating enough vegetables. Apparently I have one the ability to focus on one food group.

I’ve been really good with my water, though. I’ve been drinking more than normal.

Today I know I am going to get things back on track. My workout was wonderful; I was really into it. I walked with my mother even.

Perhaps some of my fatigue last week was a result of running. I had to take a break, my knees were starting to hurt, and I’m not used to that.

I need to figure out new workouts to implement during the school year when I have only twenty minutes here and there to spare on certain days. Part of me wishes to incorporate some jump rope. Once I have my schedule down pat I should be able to outline my routines. It’s just difficult right now to even fathom mapping anything out when my work schedule is still up in the air, along with my tutoring, not to mention surprise Sigma Tau Delta meetings and activities. And a class of mine has suddenly changed times, so I must work around that. I’m not having luck with this upcoming semester at all… but that can be more for another time.
 
Wow, quite the awesome feast you had there! The tater tots and french fries with cheese coulda bn a bit overkill now. And remember, fruit cals add up quickly... Glad you're getting back on track... maybe try focussing on the veggies now....? :toetap05:

Come on, I'm only preaching because I KNOW you want to do well now. It's in the past, and I hope you enjoyed it tremendously! :drool5:

But now it's back on track. Try cut down to 3 short runs per week. I just started using a skipping rope... pretty awesome website here... the guy jumps really fast though!!

Anyway, a good break is sometimes just what your body needs :)

Ciao!
 
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