Lack of words
So yeah, I haven’t been writing in this thing as much as I had planned to. But that’s just typical of myself and journals. Yay.
Over the weekend, my diet went to hell but that’s because I decided that dieting on the weekend was just going to make me miserable and its not worth it. As long as I don’t go too far out of my way to ruin it. So lets see. I had curry, and pizza.. and yeah. Everything else was mostly healthy. I didn’t eat too much at Greg’s parents house yesterday, and I ate more peas than I ate shepherd’s pie. But I did have a big piece of Bethany’s cake. Meh.
When I went to the doctor’s office on Thursday, the evil scale there said I hadn’t lost an ounce since Fall. Maybe that means I’ve just lost what I felt I had gained between now and then. Probably not. Grah. Still means I’m 10 pounds heavier than this time last year, and 20 pounds away from my goal. Grrrr. Well when I’m a grad student, I get my library access and gym access back. 