To make myself feel better I worked out at home since I couldn’t go to Taekwondo. I took my measurements. Why tonight? Because I like to punish myself I guess. I take them every month just to see where I am at. God knows that should I start gaining weight I don’t have any ‘fat’ clothes left. I had to buy a whole new wardrobe and it’s expensive!
I’m down 2lbs and my hips are down by .5in. Big freaking deal, I fluctuate about 5lbs depending. My waist is up by .5 in. My thighs are up by .75 in and my stomach is up 1.5 in. Fuck me.
I hate this. It sucks. And it’s so hard to not go into the kitchen, say fuck it and eat my way through the freezer. It’s hard because I’M SICK AND TIRED OF WATCHING WHAT I EAT. The worst thing is that it’s never going to end. I’m going to have to watch what I eat for the rest of my life.
Yeah this post is about me feeling sorry for myself because I had a shit day. I could try to post something positive, but I just don’t have the energy.
Let’s just hope tomorrow is a lot better.
/shut the fuck up already.
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