I will be thin by the time I finish my book.
I've chafed my Facebook photo to one of a sloth and I'm not allowed to change it until I've finished my book.
I will replace it with a photo of me thin as all fuck looking like hot shit.
Sunday, 9 February 2014
Monday, 3 February 2014
Mono
I've been fat lazy shit for a week now but enough.
Looking at my lazy, fat, gluttonous housemate/coworker has hardened me. She is a sack of bones, gristle, fat and shit. I refuse to be like her.
Looking at my lazy, fat, gluttonous housemate/coworker has hardened me. She is a sack of bones, gristle, fat and shit. I refuse to be like her.
Monday, 27 January 2014
Burn
202
This weight stall is pissing me off so I'm seriously shaking things up. Today I ate meat. Well, fish. And not in a guilty, dirty, secret way that I occasionally do. I cooked it and I fucking ate it and it was delicious. Like... amazing.
So I'm going to eat oven-baked or poached fish with green veggies on workout days (which should deb at least 5 days a week) then might graduate to chicken a couple of nights a week. I had thai-spiced salmon with spinach, asparagus, long-stem broccoli, boston beans and carrots. It was amazing. And only 443 cals. Which is only a little over half of what I burned in Zumba this evening.
That's right, my friends, the gym wasn't just a one-time thing. I'm going tomorrow for cycling, cross trainer and power plate. Yes. I am.
I intended to tell you more about my date but honestly I'm too tired right now. Tomorrow. Probably. Possibly.
This weight stall is pissing me off so I'm seriously shaking things up. Today I ate meat. Well, fish. And not in a guilty, dirty, secret way that I occasionally do. I cooked it and I fucking ate it and it was delicious. Like... amazing.
So I'm going to eat oven-baked or poached fish with green veggies on workout days (which should deb at least 5 days a week) then might graduate to chicken a couple of nights a week. I had thai-spiced salmon with spinach, asparagus, long-stem broccoli, boston beans and carrots. It was amazing. And only 443 cals. Which is only a little over half of what I burned in Zumba this evening.
That's right, my friends, the gym wasn't just a one-time thing. I'm going tomorrow for cycling, cross trainer and power plate. Yes. I am.
I intended to tell you more about my date but honestly I'm too tired right now. Tomorrow. Probably. Possibly.
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Pulse
I got fucked like I've never been fucked. To the point that my whole body aches, and I mean my entire body - inside, outside, skin, muscles, lips, head. It all hurts. All worth it.
Friday, 24 January 2014
Sideways
202
Well fuck me.
I just went to the gym (yay) then came back and ate an omelet bigger than my head (boo). I think I need a food plan that I'm actually going to stick to. If I have good food in the house I'll eat good food. So, ok, here goes nothing.
At least I went to the fucking gym. In the pouring rain, I might add. It was grim out there. Ok, so it's like a 6 minute walk from my house to the gym but on my way home I stepped into an ankle-deep puddle and was freezing and soggy all the way home. Boo hoo.
I signed up for a personal training session and for a couple of classes. I know I like Zumba when the instructor has decent choreography. I'm hoping to make some friends who I can be at least mildly competitive with.
Oh, and fuck me, I have a date tomorrow. I'm going to stay with him for the weekend and I cannot promise not to fuck him if the opportunity arises because it's been fucking months and my vagina is going to shrivel up and die. We're going to hang out, drink and talk smack tomorrow evening then on Sunday we're going to go for a long walk together from Wimbledon to Richmond, so it'll at least be some exercise.
Ok, so I'm fucking freezing so I'm going to shower now and shave my legs because I look like a fucking yeti.
Well fuck me.
I just went to the gym (yay) then came back and ate an omelet bigger than my head (boo). I think I need a food plan that I'm actually going to stick to. If I have good food in the house I'll eat good food. So, ok, here goes nothing.
At least I went to the fucking gym. In the pouring rain, I might add. It was grim out there. Ok, so it's like a 6 minute walk from my house to the gym but on my way home I stepped into an ankle-deep puddle and was freezing and soggy all the way home. Boo hoo.
I signed up for a personal training session and for a couple of classes. I know I like Zumba when the instructor has decent choreography. I'm hoping to make some friends who I can be at least mildly competitive with.
Oh, and fuck me, I have a date tomorrow. I'm going to stay with him for the weekend and I cannot promise not to fuck him if the opportunity arises because it's been fucking months and my vagina is going to shrivel up and die. We're going to hang out, drink and talk smack tomorrow evening then on Sunday we're going to go for a long walk together from Wimbledon to Richmond, so it'll at least be some exercise.
Ok, so I'm fucking freezing so I'm going to shower now and shave my legs because I look like a fucking yeti.
Wednesday, 22 January 2014
Mumble
201
I've been circling the same number for weeks now and something needs to change or I'm going to lose my motivation.
As such this bad bitch is taking herself to the gym tomorrow. That's right motherfuckers.
Aurboda initially wanted to come with me but has since got cold feet. I'm not going to let her hold me back.
I've been circling the same number for weeks now and something needs to change or I'm going to lose my motivation.
As such this bad bitch is taking herself to the gym tomorrow. That's right motherfuckers.
Aurboda initially wanted to come with me but has since got cold feet. I'm not going to let her hold me back.
Monday, 20 January 2014
Follow
203
After this weekend I need to play catch up a little.
I had a lovely birthday and it was nice to see my parents. I'm really glad that I'm now in a place where seeing then is good and happy rather than something that makes me anxious, angry and miserable.
What did make me anxious was the dinner we had on my birthday and the lunch we had yesterday. Dinner was literally all cheese and bread and I ate like a kid who'd just escaped fat camp. It would be impressive if it weren't so gross.
Then for lunch we went for Italian food. I ordered a salad with goat cheese and balsamic onions and mixed leaves which sounded like it wouldn't be too bad but there were all these bits of bread in the salad and my mother said to me, "Don't eat the bread, darling." Which seriously pissed me off. So, stupidly, I ate the fucking bread. What kind of dumb-ass decision is that? I need to just ignore most other humans. It's the only way.
In the interests of clearing out my body, though, I'm doing a tea cleanse today. I'm allowing myself caffeine and diet coke to make it through but no solid foods. I need to get whatever's left in my system the heck out.
Time for work. Boo.
After this weekend I need to play catch up a little.
I had a lovely birthday and it was nice to see my parents. I'm really glad that I'm now in a place where seeing then is good and happy rather than something that makes me anxious, angry and miserable.
What did make me anxious was the dinner we had on my birthday and the lunch we had yesterday. Dinner was literally all cheese and bread and I ate like a kid who'd just escaped fat camp. It would be impressive if it weren't so gross.
Then for lunch we went for Italian food. I ordered a salad with goat cheese and balsamic onions and mixed leaves which sounded like it wouldn't be too bad but there were all these bits of bread in the salad and my mother said to me, "Don't eat the bread, darling." Which seriously pissed me off. So, stupidly, I ate the fucking bread. What kind of dumb-ass decision is that? I need to just ignore most other humans. It's the only way.
In the interests of clearing out my body, though, I'm doing a tea cleanse today. I'm allowing myself caffeine and diet coke to make it through but no solid foods. I need to get whatever's left in my system the heck out.
Time for work. Boo.
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