I made crust less quiche (whatever that means)!
1. I checked myself out at the gym.
2. While taking a class I thought to myself why the motherfuck is this old uncoordinated mofo teaching Zumba?
3. I gave my fiancé expired half and half.
4. I lied to my parents.
5. I ate a huge cup of ice cream, whipped cream, and chocolate syrup.
6. I yelled and cussed at Thing 1 and 2 in my head. One cries, one whines… Lady can’t even poop in peace around here.
7. I think my friend’s baby is ugly.
In non-confession related news…
1. Fiancé finally got a job!
2. We’re still broke and will continue to be broke for another 2 weeks.
3. We’re planning out meals most of them involve chicken, salmon, steak and a lot of spinach.
4. We’re going full Paleo mode and I might try the Whole 30 challenge.
5. I decided that I’m worth this very special treat… Gingerbread coffee from the Joe’s!
Hope everyone has a wonderful week!
“I’ve decided we’re not going to be fat anymore,” my annoying fiancé proudly announced.
5 minutes later his idea of a healthy late night snack was 4 slices of cinnamon bread with peanut butter and bananas.
I excused myself from that madness tonight and had grilled chicken with a handful of grapes. I didn’t get to go to the Crossfit gym because my fiancé is being a dick and I’ve been neglecting my one-on-one time with Thing 1.
Yes, I refer to my two kids as Thing 1 and Thing 2.
So instead of driving an hour to Crossfit we opted to go to the gym and take hip hop which made me grind my hips in ways I didn’t think I could anymore. Afterwards, we headed off to Barnes & Noble for some well deserved hot chocolate and girly chit chat.
Maybe I’ll spice up my life by going to the gym in the morning tomorrow.
This edition of Sunday confessions will be served with a side of bitter thoughts and stale ass attitude.
My eating habits were HORRIBLE. So horrible that I had to use caps lock.
I didn’t go to the gym at all this week. Didn’t even bother to go for any walks or do any exercise at home.
I ate a banana at Walmart and didn’t pay for it. I didn’t have the money and I was starving (I plan on buying an extra banana next time and just leaving it).
I hated my fiancé about 10 times this week and fantasized about smashing his phone over his huge head.
I did something that maybe wasn’t very nice.
I rolled my eyes again at my friend’s pictures and wished they were in my position for a second.
I also wished I had made better choices.
I said I would post pictures tomorrow and I will but I’m fatter than ever. Like I mentioned in my previous post I’m an emotional eater and right now I’m just eating to forget.
I’m not even hungry but there I am just staring aimlessly into the fridge, grabbing junk, and stuffing my face. It’s like I don’t care anymore but I do.
I swear I want this lifestyle change. I want to be fit and healthy. I want to be able to have self-control, will power… How is it that even after hitting rock bottom on so many levels I still can’t say enough?
I keep saying and promising that tomorrow will be better, this week will be better, hoping that something will happen…
Maybe tomorrow will be different.
It’s been one of those days. I seriously don’t know if I’m forever PMS’ing or if I’m just 29 going on 67.
I want to take the time to admit what may already be obvious.
I’m an emotional overeater. This week has by far been the worst in a long time.
While I actually researched and took the time to cook a Paleo friendly Thanksgiving dinner the rest of the week has been horrible.
I’ve eaten tons of bread, milk chocolate (which I absolutely hate), sour cream (ick), and fast food. I feel bloated, emotional, and know for a fact I’ve gained weight. I cringe just thinking about the pictures I said I would post Monday. You’d think I’d be more diligent about my eating and exercise and trust me I want to be but for some reason I’m overwhelmed.
I don’t know if it’s the lack of sleep or the stress over not knowing if we’re going to make ends that’s just sucking every ounce of energy out of me and leaving me barely breathing but I have to snap out of it, now.
I haven’t gone to the gym once. I’ve made horrible food choices. I’ve even been sneaking sips of soda. I’ve fallen and I can’t get up.
Am I pregnant? Is it hormonal? Should I seek out some sort of support group?
Dear Paleo gods,
Forgive me for I have sinned today and maybe yesterday. I’m still in a zombie like state so you can’t really trust the words I’m typing into my phone right now.
Sunday will be the day I confess all my fat, sugar, preservative filled sins to the world (the 2.5 people that follow my blog, the .5 is because maybe someone’s child pressed the follow sign on accident) Not to mention my lack of exercise and dates with hot water and soap.
1. I walked out of my house looking like I am People of Walmart.
2. I might have indulged in a packet of chocolate covered almonds, I did, twice.
3. I am now watching Glee since there are no more teenage vampire shows on my Netflix queue.
4. My armpits and legs are begging to be shaven, I drown out their cries with another piece of bacon.
I will run tomorrow.
I will Zumba my jiggly, cellulite butt until it screams for mercy.
I will lift weights and drop it like it’s hot (to squat position).
I will no longer cheat.
I will be strict this week and post pictures on Monday.
Just don’t blame me for the burning sensation in your retinas afterwards.
Happy week of giving thanks!
Lunch has been fast, simple, and full of spinach. It cost me a little under $4 for two bags of the good ol’ organic stuff and I still have enough for tomorrow. Red onion and tomatoes are a must and my protein is usually chicken or ground beef. I eat an avocado every other day or make guacamole for the whole family to enjoy. Sometimes I even get crazy and throw in some almonds, I know. Living on the edge is what I do.
On the fitness side of things I’ve been doing research on the Crossfit facilities around the area. While non of them are close by most of them offer a free Saturday workout for the community to try which is awesome. I’ve called a couple of places and plan on observing some classes next week since I don’t have the money to even think about signing up for a membership.
Now if you’ll excuse me I smell something burning in my kitchen. Can’t wait to post some progress pictures!
1. Finished watching season of teenage vampire show.
2. Ate a bag of chocolate covered almonds that set me back 440 calories!! Yikes.
3. Rolled my eyes and cursed under my breath way too many times to count this week.
Hash tags annoy me. Needed to get that off my chest.
I’ve been super hungry lately. I haven’t worked out as much as I should either. Does anyone have any insight on this? I’ve only been on the Paleo kick for about 3 weeks but I swear I’m turning into a ravenous beast.
I want to eat all the time.
My snack was 2 eggs, bell pepper, chicken and spinach.