New diet....
I am on day 2 of my new diet – eating better, exercising and taking life with two grains of salt.
Yesterday I actually got onto the treadmill and ran 5 km, which I am quite pleased with, considering that it was the first time I had stepped onto the treadmill in about a month. I am hoping to go again today too. (After all, I don’t have much of an excuse not to go, considering that the treadmill is in my building!)
Before you become too impressed, though, I have to admit that the only reason why I began exercising again was because of my husband. You see, I dropped something in the apartment early yesterday evening. When I bent over to pick said thing up, my husband started laughing…it seems that my bottom has become noticeably larger since we have moved in together. So large, in fact, that it apparently induces uncontrollable laughter from my husband.
Suffice to say, I was not impressed by his reaction, but on the other hand, I was motivated into action.
To my defence, I also blame my husband for my increase in size. He comes from a family that loves to eat out almost every night (and every day for that matter). With him always suggesting that we order in / get takeout / go to a restaurant, I haven’t prepared as many home cooked meals of late as I used to when I lived with my parents.
When this is combined with the additional issue that my husband is not the type of person who likes going for long walks (or even short walks for that matter, other than at a very leisurely pace), the problem starts to become obvious.
I have a very large appetite – almost insatiable actually. I used to be able to indulge myself, though, because I ate mainly healthy foods and I went for regular, fast-paced, long walks with my mother! Now that I live with my husband instead, I have been eating almost nothing but fatty, unhealthy foods and have barely been getting any exercise at all.
Things changed yesterday.
Wish me luck!
As for the grains of salt – I need to start letting things slide off my back instead of irritating me so much (and no, I am not talking about the laughter but rather other more inane things). My fuse has become much shorter lately and I have ‘snapped’ more than once on issues that really do not warrant such strong reaction. This is not the real me! Perhaps the exercise will help in making me a more pleasant person but I will also make a conscious effort to ‘turn the other cheek’ more often. Life is far too short to be such a cranky bitch all the time!
p.s. One thing that always makes me happy is reading a good book…I am still waiting for people to recommend some to me!
Yesterday I actually got onto the treadmill and ran 5 km, which I am quite pleased with, considering that it was the first time I had stepped onto the treadmill in about a month. I am hoping to go again today too. (After all, I don’t have much of an excuse not to go, considering that the treadmill is in my building!)
Before you become too impressed, though, I have to admit that the only reason why I began exercising again was because of my husband. You see, I dropped something in the apartment early yesterday evening. When I bent over to pick said thing up, my husband started laughing…it seems that my bottom has become noticeably larger since we have moved in together. So large, in fact, that it apparently induces uncontrollable laughter from my husband.
Suffice to say, I was not impressed by his reaction, but on the other hand, I was motivated into action.
To my defence, I also blame my husband for my increase in size. He comes from a family that loves to eat out almost every night (and every day for that matter). With him always suggesting that we order in / get takeout / go to a restaurant, I haven’t prepared as many home cooked meals of late as I used to when I lived with my parents.
When this is combined with the additional issue that my husband is not the type of person who likes going for long walks (or even short walks for that matter, other than at a very leisurely pace), the problem starts to become obvious.
I have a very large appetite – almost insatiable actually. I used to be able to indulge myself, though, because I ate mainly healthy foods and I went for regular, fast-paced, long walks with my mother! Now that I live with my husband instead, I have been eating almost nothing but fatty, unhealthy foods and have barely been getting any exercise at all.
Things changed yesterday.
Wish me luck!
As for the grains of salt – I need to start letting things slide off my back instead of irritating me so much (and no, I am not talking about the laughter but rather other more inane things). My fuse has become much shorter lately and I have ‘snapped’ more than once on issues that really do not warrant such strong reaction. This is not the real me! Perhaps the exercise will help in making me a more pleasant person but I will also make a conscious effort to ‘turn the other cheek’ more often. Life is far too short to be such a cranky bitch all the time!
p.s. One thing that always makes me happy is reading a good book…I am still waiting for people to recommend some to me!
posted by Icecoldcranberry at Wednesday, January 17, 2007
3 Comments:
If you're that concerned about your looks, the rest of us are screwed!
It's more that I am worried about the rate at which my size is increasing...if I don't act now with a pre-emptive strike, I will weigh over 300 pounds in very short order...
I really am unable to surpress my appetite so I need to start exercising more to compensate.
Makes sense. It's easier to prevent it from happening now than to burn it off later..
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