I’ve been on a “HOLY CHEESEDOODLES HOW DID YOU GAIN THAT MUCH WEIGHT AGAIN, AHHHH YOU NEED TO EXERCISE AND…STOP EATING CHEESEDOODLES ACTUALLY” kick lately. Haha. In the last few weeks I managed to drop 5lbs by walking most nights and remembering to eat at least two meals a day. I have issues with food, I like food, I just don’t like to eat. I know my energy is low with no eating, I know I feel dizzy, I know my body stores fat and it kills my metoblism, so the common sense thing would be remembering to eat breakfast and lunch right? Apparently I have no common sense.
I think much of this goes back to HS where I would not eat lunch because I was concerned that EVERYONE was looking at me and thinking “Why is she eating at all? She is too fat to eat!!” Now, no one ever thought that mostly they were thinking “I wonder if Tim likes me, I know he is dating Samantha, but he looked at me during volleyball, and it was a meaningful look!” or “Damn do we have a quiz today in Psych, because I forgot to study because XFiles was on last night and it was a good black oil seeping from the eyes episode!” Well, maybe not…I imagine my classmates as love crazed geeks I guess, BUT the Black Oil Episodes from the XFiles were always good.

Where does this leave me? Inconsistant eater, non-cooker, it leaves me making mircowaved food and doing to Wendys at 10pm because I forgot to eat the thing I put in the microwave. In general, it’s bad. So I started trying to do this whole lunch thing, and it worked for a bit, breakfast, well breakfast is harder but I’ll get there.

I started finding places to walk, and then, one day in a fit of total stress, I started to run off some agression, I didn’t run far but it felt good. So I added that in more, and listened to my friend on facebook talk about the Couch to 5 K Program and decided to try. So I’m going to keep track of it via the blog. Today was my first day of week 1 and in general it sucked. Apparently running for a min then walking for 2 is HARD, maybe not the first time, but by the 5th cycle I started calling the nice man on the podcast profanities.

I am home for the Summer so I kidnapped my younger brother to do it with me, usually this would be a bad idea, David was always the sports guy in the family, so much that he seemed to not be related to Jeff and I. I suffered through softball by watching the butterflies in outfield and went to 13 years of Dance classes to talk to my friends and then swore every year I would break my leg on purpose to not be in the recital, actually I think Jeff ran track, so maybe I’m the only real sports issue. David was always something though, one of the best little leaguers I saw play haha and really all sports and outdoor activities.

So why on earth would I align myself with THAT? Well, this last half a year or so, due to some medicine he is on, David gained enough weight that I can now run with him without him COMPLETELY leaving me in the dust. Not good for him, but makes it so I don’t have to suffer alone!

I chose to run at a half complete park by my parent’s house, it was muddy and rocky, the next day I do this (THURS I THINK) I will maybe go to an actual park. I am going to my apartment Tues and Wed so I may have to do Monday, Thursday  and Saturday as my three days this week. I plan to kidnap Pam and walk at night as well, or my mother.

I know I am overweight, not exceptionally so, though I am only 5foot, so I am apparently supposed to weight 105lbs, HAHAHAAAA My goal is getting back to 130, which some girls would think of as heavy, but I’m not some girls, that was a good weight for me, so only 21lbs to loose! *drops dead*

Start of Week One Weigh In: 151.2lbs