Archive for September 2014

Thanks to all the people who sent me messages of encouragement. It is very appreciated.

Now….ONWARD! A night’s sleep (and puppy kisses) have renewed my resolve. Pouting and being a whiner never got one damn thing done for anyone. So this will be my platform. And this is a LOG so Logging Via Internet Machine starts here.

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Today’s menu:

1/8 of a quiche I made (whole eggs, 1/2 tsp sour cream, sausage & bacon crumbles) for breakfast

1 small chicken Caesar salad for snack

Atkins meal from variety purchased for lunch

Carb-free meatloaf & whipped cauliflower for dinner

Atkins imitation M&Ms for my 11 p.m. sugar craving

Workout today will be from the FIRM Express – Cycle 4 Sculpt.

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I hate myself. Ok not really but kind of. I’m so sick of how I look and how I feel. I’ve been working out like crazy. I mean my fucking fitness is amazing. I can do pushups and an hour of cardio like it’s no big deal but I am still a fat bitch. Can I please not drop something onto the floor of the car and not be able to reach it because my god damn stomach is in the way?

My Hub is so sweet……”Be fat or be thin. But shut the fuck up about it.” I get it. He doesn’t want bitching and that is fine. It isn’t like I’m on the cusp of being a super model. But MOTHER FUCK I’m so sick of being fat.

So here’s the deal. I wore a 2pc bathing suit and had muscle tone when I found out my daughter was on the way. Since then I have gained exactly 100 pounds and I don’t even want to be in family photographs.

Does anyone I know sell meth?

All I can do is hope. Hope my workouts start to show a difference. And hope my new change of diet (Atkins) starting today make a difference.

I hate myself today.

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Here’s my thoughts on what’s “trending”:

Justin = Who gives a shit.

Jimi = Aw.

Carrie = Screwing your husband is a trend.