||[Apr. 7th, 2007|12:54 pm]
I am very disappointed and completely down on myself. I suck. Not only did I not ever start my workout plan this week, but I'm pretty sure I regained the four pounds I had lost. I was eating crappy because I'm crampy and hormonal. damnit. I know if I just get started and get in the groove that I'll be happy and enjoy all this.
I hate being unhealthy. Aside from just not liking the way I look overweight (it is so foreign to me...I always was a thin child), I hate being unhealthy. I don't like not having the strength that I like. I don't like not having the flexibility I have enjoyed in the past. I hate my skin all blotchy. I hate the celulite and the fat rolls and feeling like I'm living in someone else's body.
Plus, my hair sucks.
Okay, I'm really getting out of control. Baby steps, right? And huge leaps. Huge leaps (risks) followed up by baby steps. My eating has been a lot healthier lately. I've been doing a lot better on that front. So I just have to throw in exercise, stretching and fuckit. I'm starting with just exercise. I just have to get started.
Today I'm going to walk on the treadmill for 20 minutes at a moderate pace and do some upper body exercises. Yeah, that isn't part of The Plan, but walking is an easy way to get started on cardio and I always feel pumped after a good upper body work out. I'll have to do it as my break from cleaning/homework.
I don't want another week of feeling like shit and gaining(!) weight.