When work is busy, I don't blog. I spend a majority of my time online at work and so I do a majority of my web stuff from work. The last thing I want to do when I get home is go online -- I rarely (if ever) do.
So when work is super busy, I don't blog. I can blog during lunch (which is when I do log on to write) but even during lunch I find myself working. It sucks. It really really does.
I wanted to log on to update... though, it's not going to be a good update.
I haven't logged on to Weight Watchers much. I find it so tedious, logging on and counting up points. I keep telling myself that I'm keeping the count of points in my head. In the morning, I have my cereal and coffee, my lunch, and then dinner at home -- usually around the points I'm allowed at the end of the day (more or less). So why log on to count them, right? Right. Well, I'm paying for the damn program so I should. Also, I haven't lost weight so I'm obviously kidding myself on keeping the count of points in my head. See, this is what happens when you're a smart ass like I am. I feel as if I'm smarter than the system and so don't follow the rules. So I don't log on. I don't keep count. And I don't lose weight.
Does that mean I've fallen from the diet wagon (yet again)? Sort of yes and sort of no. I'm not keeping a strict point-driven diet like I should via WW. Though, I am more aware of what I am eating. I've eliminated soft drinks entirely (a big BIG deal for me), I try not to have the bad stuff as often (usually sweets), and I'm trying to keep to a portion size that's reasonable. In other words, I'm more aware of what I'm eating than I ever have been before. I just now have to keep count of it so I can restrict my diet to the points I'm allowed daily.
I haven't lost weight but I haven't gained weight. BUT, that's not where I want to be. I have got to lose weight and the only way I can will be getting my act together. Weight Watchers has got to be my priority. Its talking myself into it that's my real battle. Do you know how hard it is to tell yourself you don't know everything? It's harder than losing the weight, I think.
You see, I'm a stubborn smart ass. Mitzie knows everything so she can NEVER be wrong. Unless when she is wrong, she'll admit it and move on. Thing is, thinking that way is screwing me over big time. It seriously is a battle against myself most of the time. "If you eat that piece of cake today, you can eliminate having it on the weekend and it'll pan out. Come on, you know you want it. It's only like 3 or 4 points tops. Do itttttt." I know that voice is wrong. Yet, I listen to it. Damn you, Mitzie!!!!
Weight Watchers isn't a lost cause yet. I'm going to stick to it as much as possible. I promise!
Anyway, I went to the beach two weekends ago. I didn't do much this past weekend because cramps grounded me for most of it. Fucking cramps, man. Being a girl sucks sometimes.
I went to Redondo Beach with my sister and her kids. I hadn't been to the beach in the past few months so I was dying to go. I LOVE that beach. It is the beach we were raised going to. The day was overcast and a bit chilly but that's really when I love the beach the most. I'm not a fan of the sun.
Anyway, we played on the beach, ate fish & chips, and a slice of pizza (a tradition of ours), played a few games at the arcade, and overall enjoyed the day. I love those days. I miss those days. I missed going out to my favorite places. My sister actually went back to Redondo this past weekend but I was in too much pain to go (sigh). So, at least I'm keeping to my "go out more" pledge. It's actually been so much fun to go out and enjoy stuff I use to love to do. I know today is Monday but I'm so ready for weekend to come -- wherever I end up going is going to be better than staying home and taking Midol all damn day like this past weekend!
Photo skillz, son. Yeah, I totally got them.
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