Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Another wonderful morning spent with my new BFF (that I hate dearly), Jillian. She never has anything new to say and, actually, gets on my nerves with her repetitive talk. There should be a way to turn off the narration and just leave the music. Or make her work out with us - ok, sure, she has a tight bum but nothing makes me angrier than a trainer walking around the work out room telling me what to do and how to do it...who's counting, for god sake?
So, that makes it two days in a row on the exercise. Am I jumping up and down for joy? Well, no...first of all my legs are so sore I am lucky to make it up the stairs without stopping to rest. But I am also not going to get all bent out of shape about it since it is only day two and I bailed out before...I could always bail out again.
The food thing is not going as well. I haven't been eating much but, what I have eaten, isn't necessarily the lowest in calories. This week is going to be kinda hard because we have something to do everyday which has us eating at restaurants a lot more. It is really SUPER hard to eat well at restaurants. Even meals that are deemed "healthy" by the restaurant are still more calories than I am allocated for a day..or a week! So I am focusing more on portion control as much as possible.
Sidenote: I might need to check in with a doctor soon...my feet are really starting to hurt on top. It usually happens at night and first thing in the morning - I get up and feel like my feet are "locked." They hurt...almost like arthritis. Sucks getting old.
I bought my first fat suit today...skirt and all! It is a two piece (hahahaha! no, not a bikini. i wouldn't do that to anyone) tankini type thing. The top has a gather in the center so it a) keeps the top off of my belly...it more "drapes" over my gut and b) distracts (I hope) from the gut. And then there is the skirt bottoms. Haha! I used to make fun of those old, cellulite-ridden, saggy boobed women that would wear the skirts (along with their bingo sunvisor) to the pool to do their "laps." Well, make room ladies. I am now a part of the club. My name is Dawna and I am fat. "Hello Dawna."
Tomorrow will be another work out followed by a Smart One lunch meal. Tomorrow night we are heading to a mexican restaurant with the fam. Fat grams galore once again. Oh well. Have I told you about my skirt?? "Hello Dawna."
Check in on Friday...