Getting the Fat Off
Life is moving too slow—or maybe it's too fast. I don't feel like I'm getting anywhere. Yet time has flown by.
I feel like my body is toning up. I still hate my arms—they're better but not what I want them to be. I know that I've been fat for a really long time. So getting the fat off will take time. But I have little patience.
I felt especially tired during my workout today. Everything took so much effort. I really felt my age. Some days I feel like I'm in my 30s, and then other days I feel like I'm 70. Today is one of those 70s days.
I dreamed all night. But the weren't the kind of dreams I can share—at least not here. I can share one of them that involved spray-on tanner. It was really strange. I was lying on this table that had some kind of mechanized sprayer. And it was just going back and forth over top of me. It was kind of weird. But I was tan. What does it mean? Something in my life seems to be artificial and automatic—but it makes me look good. I have to figure that one out.
The diet and exercise seem to be going well. This is the last week of a 12-week Weight Watchers at Work program. I guess I'll sign up again. I still get up at 5 a.m. and go the gym. So things are pretty much as they always are.
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