Happy New Years, fellow fraggers! So are you happy or angry? C’mon, about the fact that the world didn’t end. I’m a mixture of both. More of the latter. If you’re completely happy that the world didn’t end, then I despise you .. only because I’m jealous of your state of mind.
Anyway, it’s a little passed midnight and I’m having trouble sleeping so I decided to talk via phalanges. I don’t care who’s listening.
I’ve been on a mission to lose weight ever since I returned from my Orange County vacation. What should I talk about first? My OC vacation or my weight losing endeavors .. let’s go with weight losing.
I started three days ago on Wednesday. I’ve been eating a lower overall amount of daily calories since then, even though it’s still pretty high up in the 2,000s. I wake up and eat a simple breakfast that consists of either a PB&J sammich or just eggs and toast. For lunch, I eat whatever my mom has made in the fridge, but I didn’t stuff myself this week to the point where I was just eating because the food was still there. I’m not too strict on the diet in terms of specifics, just as long as my calories are not saturated with a majority of carbs and fats. On Wednesday night, technically Thursday early morning, I had some withdrawals because I was starving after my workout. At around 2AM, I ate noodles. At f***ing 2AM.
It didn’t help at all in a physical aspect, but it let me transition realistically in a mental aspect. It kinda gave me one last reminder of what I’m trying to fix. I woke up the next morning and felt bloated despite my hard workout the night before. That’s what I felt when I was in Jabber’s car complaining about how my jeans didn’t fit, and how I felt like my belly hung over when I wore tighter-than-sweatpants.
On Thursday however, I kept my diet decent. I worked out at night with my sister and her boyfriend – 15 minutes on the treadmill and lifted weights. I’m still sore today, but it feels good. I feel heavy still, but I’m praying that it’s the muscle that I’ve been gaining. Just gimme a break, it’s only been 3 days.
I don’t know what my goal is yet. Maybe I’ll declare one right here, right now. I want to lose 10 lbs. by the end of January. I’m currently 204 lbs. now according to Jabber’s scale, so 194lbs. should be feasible by Jan 31st.
Oh, and a side note – my brother didn’t workout with me all week when he said he would. Do you know how demoralizing it is when the only other person you live with is unmotivated to do what he says he’ll do? I mean, I’ve never really had a problem with working out alone when others needed people, but it’s my brother. It would be a perk if he actually got up and broke a sweat with me. Mentally and physically. I donno, we’ll figure something out.
I was supposed to talk about my weight losing adventures and my O.C. vacation, but the latter will need its own post. Believe me.
Once again, Happy New Year everyone. All joking aside, do your best to be happy that the world didn’t end. You’ll thank me once you’ve tried .. because who the f*** wants to be angry all the time?
*BOOM* goes Shrappy~