Two things hard to admit

It’s really hard to admit that you’re depressed when you don’t have a darn good thing to be depressed about.  But it happens right?  So that’s what I’m working on…getting out of the funk.  If I give it more attention than a “funk” then it seems to grow into something bigger.  I don’t want that!

My new marathon training plan that I designed is not working out real well for me either.  That’s hard to admit.  It’s a plan where you run maaaayybe 3 miles during the week and then expect your long run of 10 plus miles on Saturday to not be so bad.  I can hear Dr. Phil uttering those famous words, “How’s that working for you?”  I say, “Shut up Dr. Phil!!”

So stay with me this week as I attempt a new plan.  We’ll call it the “Snap out of it and get back to life” plan.  I must must  MUST get in all of my planned training runs AND…getting all fancy here…track every stupid morsel of food that goes into my mouth.  This will be hard for me so expect me to whine like a cry baby all week.    (And by track, I mean I am back to counting calories again.)

In other good news:

I have discovered a self tanner that doesn’t make me all sparkly.  An orange oompa-loompa, I’m ok with.  A sparkly oompa-loompa?  Not so much.

I finally finalllyyyyy figured out how to transfer my pictures from my cell phone to my laptop.  I was trying to be all fancy and transfer via wifi.  Something something firewalls bangs head on wall.  I went the caveman route at last resort and used a USB cable.  Sometimes you just don’t need to reinvent the cable wheel.  Haha, get it?! 

Do you track your food intake?

If you are trying to lose weight, you do know that it quite simply is calories in versus calories out?  The quality of the calorie is important too, in the long run.  But in a nutshell, it’s a very simple math formula.  You knew that, right? 

Sooo….this was supposed to get posted on Monday, the day I wrote it.  Maybe it would have made your Monday a little better?  I do apologize…but here’s to a fantastic Tuesday that I’m sure you will write about in your letter to your African pen pal.  (Sorry, I really don’t know how I got to be so witty.  My humor is off the hook at times.) BTW, did you know a postage stamp now costs $.45?  I did not.  I should be one of those cool people that send letters and cards to their friends and family.  I have friends, and family…I’m just not cool.  And now I need a 1 cent stamp because apparently the .44 center isn’t going to cut it.  Hot dang.

Tracking calories didn’t go well yesterday and I gave up after 2000 calories.  I was famished the whole day…or at least that’s what I told myself.

The end.  (Nice way to wrap it up, eh?!)

PS Stay tuned as I just made the most delicious dinner EVAH!  I will get that post up and have it to you soon.  Pinky promise!

I now leave with with this precious feline.  She was convinced she was helping me turn my tech t into a tank top.  I didn't have the heart to tell her otherwise.