I walked two miles last night. It shouldn't seem like something to
brag about but I'll explain. It has been one week today since I had this "Come to Jesus" conversation with my friend who convinced me that I need to get off my ass and quit being so LAZY if I wanted to lose weight! Well, he didn't put it that way but that's how I had to interpret it to myself. So, why didn't I get off my ass on Saturday morning? Why didn't I do something on Monday after my post about how motivated I was? Why didn't I fess up on Tuesday about how lazy I was being? on Wednesday I text three people that would've possibly gone on a walk with me. One person actually agreed to come down and take a walk on the river with me but what did I do? I gave him excuses and then flat out ignored him and opted instead to lie on the couch and watch 6 hours of
Ghost Hunters (addicted to that show!)
I'm embarrassed. I've become SO unhealthy in the past six months that I've been unemployed. I feel this body growing around me. I feel my clothes getting too tight to wear them. I feel my girth and lumps growing where there once were none. It's downright fucking depressing!!! What the hell is wrong with me? Now I'm pissed off at myself. I worked my ass off in the Spring of 2008 and lost a whopping 29 pounds just to gain every ounce (plus some) back! That's disgusting. I'm not this sluggish, unmotivated couch potato that I've evolved into. I'm an energetic "firecracker" as I've been described. Why am I hiding inside my apartment and this body of mine?
I often feel guilty that I'm sitting home collecting unemployment while my friends are all busting their asses working long hours just to keep their jobs. It's unfair to them but it's unfair that I lost a job I LOVED because my supervisor was a d*ck. Sometimes I put on a happy face and say "I think it's awesome that I get to collect a check every two weeks and I don't even have to go to work" but most of the time I really truly wish I had a job. I feel like my days are wasted away because I have all the time in the world to do whatever I want to do but I don't have the income to do it! So, yeah, having a job trumps unemployment, hands down! I can't keep living like this. I didn't ask for this. This is not the life-style I want to live. I didn't bust my ass and put myself through school and accumulate nearly 50k in student loan debt that I've yet to start paying back just to sit at home on my ever expanding ass!! I feel like punching something! *I think I may cry* Instead of punching someone I'm giving myself a kick in the ass! From this point on, I will track, every single day, come rain or shine, how many miles I walk per day. Period. No more hiding under this rock because that does not rock! Where's the angry emoticon when I need one!?!
Yesterday I dusted off this useful
website and plugged in my new address. I tracked my route last night and found out that I walked exactly 1.69 miles. See? I even rounded UP when I typed how far I walked at the beginning of this post!? From this day on I'm going to honestly post how far I've walked if it kills me. If I can't make it outside due to weather I'll walk the treadmill at the fitness center which is located IN my
building!! Eventually when I shed some of this suffocating blubber I'll graduate to the Elliptical. Oh, Elliptical, how I miss treading upwards of an hour on you. Last time I was on one I couldn't do more than 5 minutes without huffing and puffing! That's just WRONG in more ways than I ever thought possible. What's my problem? Last night I also went through the cupboards and ditched all the shit! Granted the shit was relatively innocent. No chips, cookies, chocolate or any of those other evil "C" foods but there's enough here to preoccupy my mind after dusk. That's when I'm at my weakest.
Lisa advised me to throw it all away and keep busy~ DUH~ I'm smart enough to know this but I needed to open up and confess my weakness to someone. Thanks for calling me out, Lisa and
Stacey! I'm going to start knitting again. It's going to be hotter than hell soon but I'm going to knit scarves during my weakest hours which are usually after it's too dark to safely traverse the streets of Detroit. I'll post pictures of my silly scarves as a way to keep on track. I'm going to send the link to my blog out to the people I know will shove a foot up my ass. Please post comments here!!! I need it because if I can't be true to myself whom can I be true to? *sigh* I need a sedative because my blood is boiling!!
PS: Don't make me bust out a recent "fat" picture. You'll gag!
PSS: Thanks for reading this far.
OK, I'm going to post a "fat" picture just as a reminder of why it's so important for me to do this. These photos were taken in New Orleans in Feburary and they're horrible but it's more horrible to admit I've put on almost 10 more pounds since these pictures were taken! Also doesn't help that I'm pictured with one of the skinniest people I know! :/
