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The Grumpuss Continues

Yesterday was the worst day ever, or at least so far this month. Because we have a holiday today, the calls at work were increasingly harder to deal with. Everyone had an emergency. Everyone. And one woman refused to hang up until I put a team leader on the line, to tell her exactly what I was telling her. I think they get it into their head if they ask for a leader they are going to get what they want. But it is simply not true. My team leader has no authority to give them anything. It almost makes me want to laugh, except it is my stats running up as she rambled on and on forever.

*sigh*

And, to top it off My Aunt Flow came a visiting. Do we know who Aunt Flow is? Well, have a think about it for a second.

So of course I have the worst cramps, and we decided to go see a movie last night before dinner. By the time we ate dinner I would have eaten anything and the good old mr. ralph suggested we pick up hot chips to go with our grilled (healthy!) fish.

I caved in and said yes.

The day wasn't a total loss. I ate very well for most of the day. If I hadn't stuffed up on the weekend the hot chips wouldn't have been that big of a deal. At least by the time my weigh-in comes I shouldn't have the bloated, retaining water thing going on anymore. We can hope. Right now water is my friend.

Now today we are going over to one of mr. ralph's friend's and there will be snacks floating about. I did buy some healthy rice crackers, but I will need to practice a lot of willpower. I am a snacks girl for sure.

Cheese, yes please! Nuts, give me some more! Chips, ohhh salt! And let us not forget: beer.

I need all the help I can get.

Lately I have not done a damn bit of exercise. I keep saying I will, especially after reading sites like Kimba's where she is doing so well and even running, but alas I keep coming up with excuses.

My neck hurts, its hot, or now I am having cramps. Give me a break. I am just a lazy-arse. I need to get myself moving if I want to see bigger weightlosses than just 300-400 grams per week. I know it is true, but it is not clicking in my head.


Comments

CAD Monkey said…
I keep telling myself I'm going to exercise...and then I wait...and wait...and wait...oh, what do you know? It's bedtime! Too late! [snore]

I'm pitiful. :(
Argy said…
How bout swimming? I find it the most enjoyable form of exercise, it also gives you the bennefits of a great tan! And it is summer there and you have lost so much weight so go on! Put on the bikini!!! Go swim and tan and feel gorgeous!!! *kiss*
Anonymous said…
does every one of us have aunty flow at the mo? This is the fourth blog i have read today where the chick has "friends visiting". Funny hey? It is like when they say, you liev with a chick and you fall into cycle. anyhow, i am a snacks chick too! Can't go to anymore drinks and snacks things - i don;t have that much resistence. I have started to turn up late and enter with a, "Oh no! there's nothing left!" I signed up for a gym now and when i think of the money i just can't not go, no matter how lazy i am feeling!

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