I don't think I've posted this one already... ahh well.
It's good, so who cares for a little second helping of motivation.
Mum went to her mother's Friday morning, and stayed there in Canberra Hospital with her, she's very unwell. She came back last night and said it looks like I've lost weight in my face (ie. first place you lose a little fat) but I don't see it. And it's really hard even begin to believe as plausible when I haven't quite kicked these binges in the butt yet. But it certainly is food for thought... I'm too scared to get onto the scales, but my bloated stomach and thick smog of guilt clouding my thoughts says I've gained... Not going to weigh myself til Thursday morning.
Might do a tea fast on Wednesday.
That really has nothing to do with anything but OH WELL.
Last night I did 100 sit ups, only 10 pathetic push ups, but a bunch of other toning exercies. Going to make it a habit to do at LEAST that every night.
Today:
Burnt 200 calories on the treadmill this morning before school.
Had a protein shake, and water for breakfast.
Had mac'n'cheese, 1 portion, split over recess and lunch.
After school binge.
I hate afternoons on weekdays.
The sucks big time.
So now I feel ill. Yay..
Whatever. Just so over failure.
So sick of this cycle.
And it isn't helping much when I have a bunch of gorgeous and thin friends. I'm the dumpling of the group. Okay so there are three girls larger than I am, but I'm the fourth fattest!!!! FFUUUUUU..... -sigh- .
Wait maybe I'm the fifth. I don't know.
grrrh.
Over and out,
Bunny x


1 comments:
Thank you, dear =]
I totally understand where you're at.
I'm the biggest of all my super skinny friends... and one of them is pregnant...
It's just awful to be bigger than a pregnant girl =/
Thanks for the support, tho =]
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