Day by day

I went to Target today and bought myself some stuff to help get back into gear. I got my self a small blue spiral bound notebook to use to journal my food. I also bought 2 athletic skorts! One of them is nice enough to double for work...like I can work and then just go running in it. How awesome is that.

I've decided that as part of this 600th new beginning, I'm going to take things in small increments....like 2 hours at a time.

I need rock bottom

I can not fathom even thinking about weight watchers. I am just not in that place recently and I know I won't be successful unless I "feel" it. It rots. I want to feel it. I need to feel it. I just don't feel it. What I do feel is Apple Jacks. I feel Apple Jack and wine with cheese. I'm not sure what I need to do.

I'm going to Martha's Vineyard this weekend. I'm hoping to get my mojo back then. I plan to bring my running shoes and maybe, just maybe visiting with my friend, the ocean, who will help me get get some exercise in. There is something motivating about the ocean. Maybe it has something to do with my being Cancer with cancer rising?

Oh, the horror...the horror

The scale read 177.4 this morning. A tribute to my self pity ( I typed "spitty" twice before getting it right). I am on the right track today. I ate breakfast at home, I have emergency oatmeal in my desk, packed a nice salad for lunch. I'm rocking the core at the moment, however brief that moment has been.

The scale this morning was a total slap in the face. My body has been crying out for help and I've been completely ignoring wallowing in my over scheduled stress. I think I've got a handle on this for the moment. I have a nice apple in front of me and I plan on eating it as soon as I'm done visiting with you all here.

Catch ya later!

Can I get a "whut whut"

Well, things at work have finally come to a head, and I did not come out smelling like a rose. Those of you whom I actually email with who want details, just email me and I will tell you a basic story that ends in an ugly but beneficial way. I'm actually feeling serene, despite the fact that my ass was almost handed to me. As a result, I'm going to totally focus my efforts toward weight loss, video games, teaching reading (to HS students and grad students) and quite possible tri training, which would make the title of my blog accurate once again.

I am sleeping in tomorrow, going to buy fresh fruit, and a little grocery shopping, and I will begin Core full force on Monday, along with a half-assed tri program, dependant on how peeved I am with myself once I'm totally sober. (I went for drinks with 2 guys from work who are totally awesome...we are like the only 3 people who work down county, so we have "down county happy hour" complete with crack-a-ritas...everyone else goes to a townie bar in the next county up. I like to think we have more fun!)

Mini mojo

Hey all! I'm feelin' pretty good about my Weight Watchers mojo. I think what really did it for me was how I weighed in at 173.6 (again) at WI yesterday, and how this morning my scale read 178. Yeah, the Superbowl did me in. Chris and I went to a party where the hostess made the best pork ribs I've ever had. Let me repeat. Best. Ribs. Evah! I'm going to assume that most of that is in the digestion process, so I'm not going to cry too much. What I am going to do is be very careful this week so that those ribs don't take their toll.

Despite this amazing scale-related discovery this morning, I forgot to eat breakfast and bought a multi-grain bagel from Starbucks. Not as good as eating my high fiber cereal, but certainly better than a muffin or cinnamon bun....right?

Strugglin' at the library

I am having another rough night at the library...I don't know what it is. I think that eating sashimi for dinner is awesome, but the lack of carbs is killing me. I've got to plan better for next Thursday because this is nutty. I feel as if I could eat my way through a cardboard box. Sheesh. I am totally struggling though. I've got 4 flexies left and a dinner party to go to tomorrow. I'm doing the best I can, but it doesn't seem to be good enough. My plan is to tread lightly and do the best that I can.

On the upside is that I've had about 4 people tell me recently that I look like I've lost weight, I haven't, but I think my body is rearranging itself and that's totally cool.

I'm totally going to have to eat another dinner when I get home at 9. I don't know what to eat, but there has to be something. Seriously, next time I'm going to the sushi place that's 15 minutes from home to get brown rice sushi rolls, because the sashimi just ain't cutting it.

Okay, so this has totally turned into a rant of monumental proportions. I just can't help it, I'm really hungry.