Truth time … this is the time we talk about Stinky Bits. Wimpy Workouts. Tummy Cramps. The good points I shared were real … but lest you think this has been all sunshine and roses … well … we must talk about the stinky bits. This fat girl’s gotta keep it real. You know the…
I’m sitting here 1/2 hour early because I forgot to ask Linsey what time. I was slightly stressed when I called her–so, I will forgive myself. I really-strongly that waiting should be outlawed! Just sayin. Yeah, I’m waiting, AGAIN. This time for lunch with my honey. I love time with him. I got my food.…
I could rant. I could rage. BUT … I am so mad I could and have cried this morning. If there was anything/anybody that I could beat to death without costing me my freedom or money–I’d be doin’ just that right now. Don’t worry–I have never done such a thing–but a I would really like…
I’m still alive. Mostly pain free. My arm is weird. I have been in a drug induced haze. Mostly drug free today. As for the contest. I’m goin the wrong direction. I am UP, yes you heard me correctly, I’m up to 187. I hope it is mostly medicine induced water gain, but any way…
I have been trying to build muscle and build endurance for the adventure race Mike and I want to take part in come October 2012. I shared this great motivation picture on my Facebook Page that reminded me that it was a miracle that I started my journey RIGHT here on Diary of an Angry…
The evening before last I had the brilliant idea to go for a spin on my bike. For the first 30 minutes I was seriously excited that I had gotten out. My body felt great. Maybe my sickness was at an end. Yea! I escaped the nasty parts … At precisely 32 minutes on my…
I wanted to let you know I am alive … well, sort of alive. I have been running around like a chicken with my head cut off doing this thing and that thing. I have all this home redo stuff to finish before my GIRL FRIENDS get here on FRIDAY! Yea! Then my kiddo’s from…
I hate weigh in days. I hated weigh in days when I was losing almost 5 pounds a week. You would think I would have gotten over that by now, but I haven’t. I have to practice relaxing breathing before they take my blood pressure–just to sorta get an actual reading. We have tried taking…
Yep, it was my weigh in day. As always I was NERVOUS. I started my late butt off with a quick brisk walk up a steep hill to try and calm the savage beast Nerves before my trip downtown to the UAB EatRight Clinic. I seriously love the folks I am in classes with. We…
Yep, it was Weigh in Day. The dreaded hop on the scales and see how well I measured up to what goals I had planned for myself. Was my goal specific enough to achieve? Was my goal measurable–well, yeah, ‘cuz we are weighing me. Was my goal achievable? Was I realistic with my planning?…
Diary of an Angry Fat Woman 