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*is grumpy*
So, I burned a THOUSAND CALORIES on the bike yesterday. Two hours, a little over twenty miles. I ate some jambalaya, and some peanuts.
And I stepped on the scale this morning...and hadn't lost a single stinkin' pound. Considering the fact that I was able to gain two pounds in one trip to the movie theater, you can imagine my displeasure.
After my shower, I shaved my legs and clipped my nails, and stepped back onto the scale. Oh, look. A whole pound came off.
I loathe my scale; I have no idea how accurate it really is. I loathe my body; my metabolism is shot to shit. I realize that this is the price we pay for getting older, but I don't have to like it.
Bah.
And I stepped on the scale this morning...and hadn't lost a single stinkin' pound. Considering the fact that I was able to gain two pounds in one trip to the movie theater, you can imagine my displeasure.
After my shower, I shaved my legs and clipped my nails, and stepped back onto the scale. Oh, look. A whole pound came off.
I loathe my scale; I have no idea how accurate it really is. I loathe my body; my metabolism is shot to shit. I realize that this is the price we pay for getting older, but I don't have to like it.
Bah.
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KIDDING! DON'T HURT ME!
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Kudos for exercising.
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It involved hitting the aerobic exercise of my choice in the AM, followed by breakfast within 20 min. of stopping. Besides all the good foods you know about, I'm sure, I also did not have anything to eat after 7.
It's a really valuable book.
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