I haven't posted lately because my camera is on the fritz. I know a post without an image of some kind is boring so I don't post.
Dumb because I'm pretty much the only one who reads this thing anyway.
So today, I'm going to as quickly as I can unload everything I'm feeling...as succinctly as possible.
I've been in an emotional funk for the last several weeks. I may be dealing with pre-menopausal symptoms...maybe not. I am definitely experiencing mood swings for which I have no explanation. I'm cranky with my kids and husband, fight tears all day every day, and am almost homicidal with stupid strangers in public. When did the average citizen get so freaking STUPID!?
*breathe in, breathe out*
See?
I had been doing really well with my eating and my workouts. The Bodybugg was cool and I was learning how to manage a calorie deficit for fat loss. But then I just didn't "feel" like working out one day. And then it was two. And then I wanted "comfort food" (what a joke THAT term is!). So along about Thursday last week I just stopped working at it. To be fair, I have been diligent every single day for MONTHS, so a few days off isn't the end of the world.
Or it wouldn't be if I felt any desire to get back on. I know I will. I will do what is expected of me. I'll do what I'm supposed to do, because that's what I do. But my "this is for ME" attitude is no where in sight. I suppose whatever motivation it takes is what it takes, but at this moment I'm pissed that I'm back to performing based on what I *should* do, rather than what I *choose* to do!!
And then there are my other responsibilities. I've been planning to make covers for my sofa and loveseat for three months. Pushed my husband to stretch the budget and purchased all the materials. And there is all sits in my closet...I look at it everday and think "I really need to get on that." But do I? Nope. My kids have about a dozen stuffed animals needing a quick repair. Uh nuh. My 14 yr. old has been waiting for me to hem her jeans since April!
Of course, there are a thousand things I *want* to do as well: things I want to cook, sew, organize, read, craft, learn, and do. I'm not even talking about Bucket List things, just simple stuff. And instead, I watch another episode of CSI, or burn another hour on Pinterest.
Dumb. Dumb. DUMB!
Am I being hard on myself? Yep. Too hard? I don't know. As a kid in Christian school, I learned this verse: "To him who knows to do right, and does it not, it is sin." So, if I know I should get off my ass and do something (which I do know), and I don't (which I don't), then I'm pretty pathetic, aren't I?
Even now, I think I'm only typing this so that I can avoid a workout I don't want to do.
UGH! This is clearly a waste of time, and I'm only hating myself more.
I hope anyone who actually reads this drivel will have a good day and will
Eat Your Veggies!!