Hola Followers!
Guess who fell off the bandwagon?
ME!
I've got a million of excuses though. It all started when I quit working at the daycare. I all of a sudden had a ton more time on my hands only working 25-30 hours a week. And, I felt like I could always workout tomorrow. But tomorrow never came. Then I moved in with my girlfriend. I've not had a "good" move for awhile and it made me a wreck. Emotional=Emotional Eating. And now that I have to actually pay rent that leaves less money for me to spend on food.
Then I started eating fast food once a week and then it was twice a week and then I was eating frozen pizzas and ice cream. Daily.
I'm not fully back but I felt like I can't give up. I've given up on so many things: relationships, school, various jobs, the dishes. I need to follow through with something and this has been on my mind everyday.
There is no evidence left of the 20 pounds I had lost; or I should say that the evidence is definitely there, under my chin, loud and clear.
I still do not drink that much soda, maybe 3 a week but my food habits and exercise habits or sub par. My cardio is the walking I do at work (which isn't much...we've been dead lately) and my diet is ramen noodles and hamburger helper.
I'm disgusted with myself but I can't stop. I try to buy rice but it sits in my cabinet because I'd rather eat processed white noodles with powdered cheese on them. It just doesn't even sound appetizing. But I scarf down a whole box about twice a week.
I guess, I need some motivation.
-Tristin
