BeckWhy
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Ok, I'm going to try to do this. I am not good at keeping a journal (except my food journal).
My goal is to fit into my size 8 American Eagle jeans that I once fit into four years ago. At that time I weighed about 135 (I looked on my paper at the doctor's office). My starting weight was 200 lbs (as of January 1st).
My "diet" is max of 1500 cals a day, along with max 48 g of fat, max 300 mg cholestorol and several others such as saturated fat, sodium, potassium, carbs, etc that I try to stay under what is recommended for my amount of calories. I would also like to drink at least 2 litres of water (even though it is suggested that I drink 3 litres for my weight). I am struggling with this, but I hope it will work itself out.
I lost 10 lbs in January. Then I stabalized there until April which I started to lose weight again. I've been stuck at 186 since the last week in April.
Since it's gotten nicer outside I've tried to incorporate a one mile walk along with some other stuff like situps, pushups, etc.
Since the end of May I have been having a very hard time working out. I was slammed with taking a summer course and doing research. I ended up starting the course a week late which put me 4 chapters behind (I was supposed to take another class and the prof ended up cancelling it and I have numerous doctor's appointments that I had made months ago without realizing I had to take a summer class in the morning). I have to drive 45 min to get to school and back home (I actually like it, it's nice quiet time away from everything, unless there are wreckless drivers out there). I've spent the past two weeks attempting to catch up on my missed work and have put my research aside. I'm pretty much caught up now, so I'm starting to incorporate my research back into my schedule.
I was in the habit of walking at a wildlife reserve. But I was chased by a goose and have been scared to go back (weird, huh?). There have been several days here in which the temperature exceded 90, so I couldn't work out (inside or out, no a/c). I am possibly considering asking my dad to get me a membership to a gym (I don't have a job, so I don't have money to get my own) and hopes that I will actually use it. But I'd much rather walk outside than on a treadmill.
I saw on tv a couple of really cool dance aerobic tv shows so I started to record them (and stupid me recorded the wrong channel for a week). So I'm going to try to do those also.
Anyways, here I am rambling on... I really need to get to sleep so I can wake up to get to class on time. Updates later!
My goal is to fit into my size 8 American Eagle jeans that I once fit into four years ago. At that time I weighed about 135 (I looked on my paper at the doctor's office). My starting weight was 200 lbs (as of January 1st).
My "diet" is max of 1500 cals a day, along with max 48 g of fat, max 300 mg cholestorol and several others such as saturated fat, sodium, potassium, carbs, etc that I try to stay under what is recommended for my amount of calories. I would also like to drink at least 2 litres of water (even though it is suggested that I drink 3 litres for my weight). I am struggling with this, but I hope it will work itself out.
I lost 10 lbs in January. Then I stabalized there until April which I started to lose weight again. I've been stuck at 186 since the last week in April.
Since it's gotten nicer outside I've tried to incorporate a one mile walk along with some other stuff like situps, pushups, etc.
Since the end of May I have been having a very hard time working out. I was slammed with taking a summer course and doing research. I ended up starting the course a week late which put me 4 chapters behind (I was supposed to take another class and the prof ended up cancelling it and I have numerous doctor's appointments that I had made months ago without realizing I had to take a summer class in the morning). I have to drive 45 min to get to school and back home (I actually like it, it's nice quiet time away from everything, unless there are wreckless drivers out there). I've spent the past two weeks attempting to catch up on my missed work and have put my research aside. I'm pretty much caught up now, so I'm starting to incorporate my research back into my schedule.
I was in the habit of walking at a wildlife reserve. But I was chased by a goose and have been scared to go back (weird, huh?). There have been several days here in which the temperature exceded 90, so I couldn't work out (inside or out, no a/c). I am possibly considering asking my dad to get me a membership to a gym (I don't have a job, so I don't have money to get my own) and hopes that I will actually use it. But I'd much rather walk outside than on a treadmill.
I saw on tv a couple of really cool dance aerobic tv shows so I started to record them (and stupid me recorded the wrong channel for a week). So I'm going to try to do those also.
Anyways, here I am rambling on... I really need to get to sleep so I can wake up to get to class on time. Updates later!
So I put my foot on the gas and nothing happens. I thought I lost my transmission. So I went to brake and couldn't... lost power breaks. Ok my car stalled no big deal I'm only in the middle of one of the biggest intersections in town. I put my 4ways on and turn off my car and turn it back on. BUT it doesn't turn on. Doesn't even turn over. OMG I wanted to cry. I tried a few more times, nothing. So I call my bf in hopes that I get him before he got to work. Nope too late for that. So I call my mom. She says she's coming to get me. Trooper drives by. Eric (my bf) calls me back, "what happened? you turned your car off didn't you?" (My car died a month ago and I turned my car off cuz it made a funny noise and supposedly if I didn't turn the car off it woulda still run til I got into town.) So I told him I hit the woman and then flashing lights.. the trooper pulled up behind me "It something wrong maam?" (MAAM? I look like I'm 15?!?!?!) So I told him what happened and he said he just wanted to make sure I didn't get hit. So Eric's like have your car towed here (he works at a Chrysler/Dodge dealership) and I said ok and called my sister to get the phone number of a place that tows cars. My mom pulls up with a city police behind her. The trooper leaves. I move my stuff to my moms car and the tow truck comes. Same guy that towed me the last time. So I get Eric's truck and drive to school, late. The highlight of my day was I got assigned a presentation with the girl who got the highest grade in class! (I'm got 3rd highest) I was happy cuz I hate working with slackers. So I come home and get my keys and then go to the dealership to drop my boyfriend's truck off to him. Someone pulled on my rear window like they were trying to get into it. So Eric fixes it, he says he thinks it happened last night when it was parked outside my house. As I think about it, it's probably true. (The kids in my neighborhood are a hole nother story). So I get in my car and IT STARTS, then stalls. Then Eric does it and it STARTS and he says to me, is there gas in it and I say there should be over a 1/4 tank. So he's like you can't have your car I'm going to blow it up. Anyways... bad day so far.
