One Twenty Five

My night? Beer. Bars. Friends and Karaoke

Aka the usual.  EXCEPT!! Guess who went to the gym yesterday and let her flubber wiggle on the treadmill for 1 hour? and then proceeded to burn some ass lard with lunges? and finally lose some of her arm jiggle with weights? Boo yea! 

My weight has been sitting around 156/155 for a few weeks now (give or take).  I feel like I’ve hit another plateau, except… doesn’t a ‘plateau’ imply you’re eating well and still not losing weight? Yes. Yes it does, which means I have not hit a plateau, because I am simply just eating super shitty food, and a lot of it.

Exhibit A? Upon a glance into my garbage can right now you’ll find a large chocolate milk box, bagel and cream cheese wrapper, 2 yogurt cups, and empty cracker bag.  Yes. Yes, I ate like it was going out of style this morning, and I don’t even know why.  

Ughh what is wrong with me? I feel so gross right now and keep thinking of ways I can avoid dinner to cut down on my day’s calories. (don’t worry healthy people out their shaking their heads, I’ve probably skipped dinner once in my life, so chances are it’s not going to happen for the 2nd time tonight).

Uggh. 28 days until Twenty Five. Uggh.