hopefully, it will turn out to be the "SMALLER 4-OH" instead.
tonight i stepped on the scale and it effing read 240.3
(yet another "40" that I didn't want to see.)
maybe it was the cheeseburger, fries and gravy that i had for dinner at the diner whilst reading Jeff Garlin's weight loss journey "My Footprint : Carrying the Weight of the World" which he signed for me and I wound up dripping the aforementioned gravy on page 72.
maybe it was the 2 pork roll sandwiches that I had for breakfast (at 2pm) from Manhattan Bagel.
maybe it was the piece of chicken breast (that I'd cooked in Campbell's Cream of Celery Soup the night before) that I ate at about 1am as I watched my recording of the most recent episode of The Biggest Loser....
All I know is... I need to do something.... AGAIN.... and right quick.
Back in January I was working out every day --- seriously... every bloody day --- I'd gotten gigglecousin Kerry a pass to my gym for Christmas --- yes... it was a gift with ulterior motives because it also gave me a workout buddy. Then she stopped going....
consequently, so did I.
I was SO happy when I was going, too --- no idea why I stopped.
Tomorrow I need to throw my sneakers and gym clothes into the dryer (they're in the wash for the 2nd time in a row because of an unfortunate gigglemom tobacco/cigarette swill accident the other day)
Listen... I'm turning FORTY on June 21st. that's 12 weeks away (3 months. yeah.)
Since I work for myself and my gym is open 24 hours a day, there's really no excuse.
Here are my things I need to work on:
1. Obviously, attempt not to devour large quantities - that's my major issue... I'm not exactly controlled when it comes to portions (note the TWO pork roll sandwiches earlier)
2. Sleep. Yeah. I am a nightowl ---- an obese nightowl whose feathers aren't fitting her very well anymore. As I'm writing this, it's 4:30 in the effing morning. Gee... I wonder if I'll get up before noon today?
3. Move. Yes. I need to haul myself over to the gym (which is 47 seconds by car from my parking spot to the gym door.) and do my thing
4. Clean the house - The house is atrocious again. It's depressing. I didn't mention on here how I was contacted by the teevee show Hoarders about me and gigglemom being on the show. This was in January. They told me not to clean until mid-March when they'd be shooting the show. I declined because I thought there was no way in hell that I wouldn't have the house in tip top shape within a couple of weeks... um... here it is --- the end of March. I should've had a camera crew in here to humiliate me. I say the "Clean the House" thing A) because it's depressing and B) there're studies out there that prove that an unkept house makes you gain weight... in fact there's even a book out there called "Does This Clutter Make My Butt Look Fat?" --- sadly, and i'm being totally serious here, I cannot find the book in my house. I think it's in my bedroom, but, let's just say THAT is frightening.
5. Vent more on here --- I've been yammering on Facebook every day - but, I really need to get back to yapping on here... not that THAT'S really every helped me to lose weight, but, it's time to dust off the "Gigglechick Fat Off" phrasing again on here.
OKAY -- it's 4:32am. Time to implement the "Go to bed early" part of this new plan.
