I snuck in another day at the gym yesterday - felt good about it. I wish I wasn't so stressed out about work and other things - that can't be conducive to a good weight loss experience. It doesn't matter though, i'm not quitting and i'm not changing how i'm doing anything. . .though I am definitely sure that the massive shift in my eating habits is contributing to this stressload. I'm ignoring it though - like Cort says, "Control the things you can control, maggot. Let everything else take a flying fuck at you, and if you must go down, go down with your guns blazing."
Yes, I find fatalism romantic. Deal with it.
My son's birthday is today - happy birthday! That means birthday meal number 2 is tonight. I'm less worried about this one because steak is an option. Strangely, one of his friends has a birthday today too and we're going to that party. That one is pizza, cake. . .the usual suspects. I want a breadstick so bad right now, this won't be fun. At least there'll be bowling?
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