Zzzzzzz….

I can’t say my mood has improved much.  Lack of sleep is definitely a huge factor.  For some reason I wake up a lot, all night long.  Today I feel like a zombie.

My computer died at work, and for some reason my company is acting like replacing a computer is an unheard-of concept, and they are completely lost at how to go about this mind-boggling process.  So I am jumping from my office to the intern computer in a cubicle, trying to get my work done, all the while trying to push the purchase of my new computer.  Not helping the mood any!

Today’s post has no point whatsoever except that I thought I better check in, let everyone know I still exist, just not terribly pleasant to be around these days.  Too much on my shoulders, in my head.  And I’m raging, falling-down, crazy tired!

Grumpy

My mood today!

I am not feeling terribly bright, sparkly, or sunshine-y.  I am going on day #11 of being sick.  This cough and stuffy nose will not just move on and leave me alone!  I feel tired all the time and gave up trying to stumble through workouts. Unfortunately, I also gave up on any semblance of watching what I eat.  Feed a cold?  Check!  I am overachieving on that front.

It shows.  I have gained the past two weeks, a total of 3.2 pounds, but it would have been a heck of a lot more than that if I hadn’t weighed in this past Saturday after two hours of sweaty yard work.

This past Saturday was the deadline for Round 1 of my TKO Challenge, and I was nowhere near my goal of 200 pounds.  I weighed in at 207.8.  Yay.  Well, that’s why I designed the challenge to restart every 5 weeks, to give myself a new beginning, a clean slate.  Round 2 starts at 207.8, with a goal of 197.8 by October 15.

“Grumpy” doesn’t even begin to cover my mood.  I am tired, disappointed, frustrated, and feel like I am light years away from ever reaching my goal.

Struggle

For some reason, this week has been a struggle.  I have a suspicion it’s because I skipped my workout on Monday and ate a huge dinner that night.  It’s like the green light was switched on to keep going like that for the rest of the week, and now I want to eat, eat, eat.  It was a trigger for bad eating and other bad habits.

I forced myself to work out last night, and I was crabby the entire time.  I hated the workout DVD, I hated the workout moves, I hated the room I was in, ha ha, yes, when I say “crabby”, I mean full-on, no-holds-barred, hissing-and-spitting grumpy.  I finished the 30-minute workout and had intended to add on another short workout for some extra cardio, but I called it a day before I punched a hole in the wall.

I really want a loss this week and to stick to the weight-loss goals I set for each week so I can stay on track for reaching my goal weight before Christmas.  Already thoughts are dashing through my scatter-brained head about going through the drive-through for lunch, even though I have a perfectly good packed lunch sitting in the work fridge.  “It will be the last time!”  Yeah, right.  The last time…until this evening, or tomorrow.  I know myself and my excuses pretty well by now!

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