I am annoyed. The friend that had me playing dear abby...has now shit on my shoe. The girl he was talking to really likes him, and now he has decided to play the let's just be friends card, after telling me he had already told her that awhile ago. She's now crying on my shoulder.
My bestie has moved back home, and is crying on my shoulder because her
*life is over*
For fuck's sake..you are 40...you moved in with a man who isn't yet divorced...and basically left his wife for you...and you are shocked that it isn't all peaches and cream??
I love my friends dearly, but they all need to be glad I do not carry weapons.
So now...how are you all doin?
I have to find a dress for a wedding. The ONLY daughter of my boss is getting married.
The Drs will be there, so I kind of want to keep my tattoos covered. Bot that I am embarassed by them, I just feel in a setting like this better to keep the Drs in the dark..
I am tall, and fat...not a lot of cute choices out there.
You may carry on :)
I must brag. After the HOLIDAY weekend full of drinks, who lost 7 pounds??
The girl who posted this blog.
Yup that's right!!
FINALLY the kick boxing, and walking/running is paying off!!!
7 freakin pounds! My total is 30 now...I am pretty damn amazing.
I just got texted the drawing of the tattoo I am getting @4....I am officially naseaus lol
I was ok until the artist said *it's gonna be a doozey*
He can't say that to me...now I am all panicked lol
But omg it is EXACTLY what I wanted
I simply told him ladybugs and daisies, and i want it to say ladybug ladybug fly away home
and he is amazing, it will be perfect
It's gonna hurt like hell.
I am letting something that a guy said make me go backwards in my journey to a healthy me.
Basically he told me I was too fat to date, which would spur most people to lose weight..
It's actually making me revert back to my poor eating habits, making excuses not to walk, or run
I need someone, anyone to slap the shit outta me.
I want to deeply apologize to those of you who have stuck around for years.
I never really realized just what a *woe is me* kinda girl I was and sometimes still am. I am deeply embarassed, please forgive me.
I have been working on me, inside and out, and I like to think it shows.
The stronger I get, the less tolerant I become. I have empathy for bad situations, but lose it quickly if you make no attempt to fix it.
I am not sure exactly what it is that woke me up, but again, I am deeply sorry and will make every effort to quit that shit.
I have bad feet.
Saw the podiatrist today...this time it was the right foot. Muscle strain in the arch area.
Tape it for 7-10 days and see how it goes...*crosses fingers*
Stay off it for two days, then see how I feel
I better be fine, I got shit to do.
I've fallen and am too sore to get up. Stupid MMA boys trying to break my old fat self. The nerve of those healthy boys to try and make me work out this hard.
I truly must be a masochist, because I keep paying for this abuse. Just when my body is getting used to the abuse, they change it up.
I am referring to my cardio kick boxing class. It is no contact, however, I surely imagine pummelling my two instructors. One I went to high school with, and the other is his best friend. They are local MMA fighters. I want to say they are bot rotten, evil, mean, nasty pricks, because I am hurting today...but in truth they are both fan tastic.
They work you hard, but they are amazingly motivating for me. They come past and say things like good job, you're doing great..or they teach me how to get nmore out of my work out...I sweat like a beast, and have to use my inhaler 2-3 times per class, but I am telling you...I feel freaking great
Combine that with my walking/running...I am really getting smaller. I don't seem to be losing pounds as much, but inches for sure.
Ps...it hurt to type this.