I had an interesting night last night. One that I do not wish to encounter again. Claire and I took a nap yesterday afternoon. My stomach felt unsettled afterward, but I thought it may be due to hunger. I ate a hotdog around 5, and later began vomitting. Claire was crying, I am sure simply out of fear. This fun continued through another round when I just happen to be talking to Chris. What a lucky guy! Claire actually woke up in the midst of my trauma only to freak out again. She was extremely restless the entire night with bursts of moaning, so I was a bit worried that her tummy was unsettled. She seemed okay though. We took a morning nap and ate lunch and I feel a bit better. I am trying to limit my foods today to make sure my stomach stays well. I don't know how single moms of little toddlers with family around can do it. i just thank God that I don't have to do this all the time. Anyway, Chris' freetime is very limited. He didn't call until after 9 last night, which really stinks as we typically talk to each other several times per day. It just made for a very long day. Tomorrow, I work--yahoo!! I am looking forward to keeping my mind occupied.
Yes, indeeedy do. 0.0 is exactly the amount of weight I lost this week. Irritating! Here's the breakdown: number of times I cheated on my diet--ZERO! number of times I worked out--FIVE!! (running, no less). Now that is a mean, mean slap in the face. After I picked myself off the floor and resisted the urge to throw the scale through my window, I've come to realize that it is time to call in the big guns. There will be no messing around. Through a very valuable (HA!--sense the sarcasm) inservice this year, I've learned that I am "Green," meaning logical, research based, problem solver, mathmatical thinker. I am applying the same thought and strategy to my 'get fit' adventure. There will be no relying on the treadmill to tell me how much I've burned. That thing lies, LIES, LIES!! Take for example, the fact that each time I worked out, I burned at least 300 calories--most often 350, my pulse was around 87 (which is pretty much a near death resting ...
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Nicole