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Showing posts with label nutrition. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nutrition. Show all posts

No Internet, No Aerobics, No Diet

I had no frigging Internet all day yesterday. But Comcast has finally admitted that it "may be their fault." And they are coming today to fix it.

And there will be no early morning aerobics classes in August. Why? Because the fitness manager decided that not enough people were showing up. And why keep a class going when you can cut off your nose to spite your face? I think this has more to do with personal power than it does with an actual decision that it wasn't cost effective. True, many days I was the only one who showed up. But that wasn't the case everyday. So who are you really spiting?

I'm still having trouble with the eating. And my appointment with the nutritionist isn't until August 11. I just need to be accountable to somebody. Maybe I could enlist a friend. I'm thinking a high protein diet may be the way go. I always do best on it. But once I get started eating grain, it's all over. Then I can't stop.

OK. I have a lot to do before I leave today. So more tomorrow.

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Nothing New under the Sun

For several posts now, I have misspelled sighting. I hate it when I do stuff like that. I know the difference, but for some reason it doesn't make it to the keypad. Anyway, again today, no "crush" sighting. I'm disappointed.


Today's aerobic workout was much less bruising than previous workouts. I think the instructor was tired. The workout didn't hurt or make me want to puke. It was OK. I enjoyed it. Exercise should be fun—not painful, right?

I'm still working on the diet. I just need to cut out the extras—I say as I scarf down some sunflower seeds. I'd like to get an appointment with a nutrition counselor. I'm doing the ole' emotional-eating thing again.

I wish I had some good news to report. But nothing new is going on.



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