I need to let these hateful emotions out. It's going to be ugly ... but bear with me.
Directly below is the enemy. I all but curse at this stupid manual machine. It lies about how many calories I have burned in the whopping 15 minutes it has taken me to walk/run/stand an entire 1/2 mile (yes, you read that correctly). It tells me that while I feel like death, I have only burned 57 calories in 15 minutes. Do you realize that that is the amount of calories in a bite sized Snickers bar. This hardly seems worth it.
I have also been drinking about 6 bottles of water a day. I hate water. I really do. Although, I have found that a bottle of it does go down pretty easily at dinner. I do not like restaurant water AT ALL. I have been allowing my self one pop a day. I cannot function without it.
I am certainly really wanting to dive into these. They are my all time f-a-v-o-r-i-t-e! I did make them for breakfast on Sunday and decided I could partake. I did not feel guilty about it one bit ... but now I just want to taste them again! Sunday could not get here quick enough!
And finally ... here is what I look like after my 15 minute walk from ... well, you know. Lovely, I know. Eye make up running down the face with the sweat, dark eye circles, red cheeks. I am one hot lady. Oh, and I spared you a pic of it, but I bought the best sports bra ever the same night I bought my tennis shoes. I love it! I had to laugh though because Marcus has called it my "training bra" on more than one occasion. That is the BIGGEST training bra I have ever seen! Hee hee!
So, with all of this complaining ... I haven't stepped on a scale since starting to use the treadmill. I do not know if I am making even the slightest bit of headway on this weight loss adventure. I do know that I am more tired than normal and am hoping that changes soon. I know I can do this ... I just may need to rant more on here. I feel so much better. Now, I must go shower. You may have been able to smell me through your computer screen! Sorry.