Diary of an Overweight Sistah

Join me on my journey of weight loss. It will be a long hard road. When I started out as an adult I was a size 0. I am a size 16/18 depending who the outfit is made for. With hypertension and diabetes in my family...something has to give and it won't be my heart nor my health so the race is on! I will log into my blog daily to keep you posted. HOld me accountable. Laugh with me, cry with me, lecture me. If I could figure out how to post periodic pictures I would, but I don't so sorry.

Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Today was a hard day

Man the day after a holiday sucks. Now keep in mind I did go to the gym yesterday on Memorial Day LOL

So today I was tired and just couldn't get up and go to spinning this morning. I didn't even set the alarm, but the alarm tried to come on at 5:15 and I woke up and heard it clicking, but the CD wasn't in. So I went back to sleep. Next time I woke up it was 7:35 AM. Yikes I catch the bus at 7:46. On a normal morning where I am not dragging I could work that as I shower at night. However not a stitch of clothing had been laid, not a thing determined to wear and I couldn't get up to save my life.

So I go to the gym late. Then I forgot I was going to lunch with a friend so I didn't work out at lunch. Damn it what is really going on? So the day goes on and I at least am eating healthy, but I really need to go to my weight lifting class.

I left work early and then realized I needed to be serious about my commitment. I mean I did say every day. So I had to go this evening. Missing a pre-arranged meeting, but this is about my life and getting healthy so they will be strong right?

Okay so let's admit that really wasn't it. I made some lasagna, ground turkey, low fat cheese, whole wheat pasta, but lasagna nonetheless. And I grubbed. I then realized I would be way over calories for the day so I took my butt to the gym and went to the evening weight class that is freaking 80 minutes long!

So now I know what the consequences are of jacking up the schedule, but even more I am proud of myself for actually seeing it through.

FYI Tennis lessons ended. My knee couldn't take it. Or did I mention I was going to try to take tennis?

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