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I maintained my caloric intake, I’m pretty sure.  (They don’t have an option for Chicago style pizza so I have to guess.  But it really was tiny, I swear.)

I didn’t get a whole lot of measurable  exercise in today.

But I did help work to eliminate global poverty by standing up and speaking out in the hopes that our leaders will work to achieve the Millennium  Development Goals.  And I got a sweet One Campaign tshirt.

Additionally, after two months, I’ve finished knitting my first pair of socks ever.
I rule.

I slipped again today.  I started off on the right track but at the end of the day I ended up helping two friends of mine finish a project we’re all involved with.  When two guys say they’re going to dollar burger night, I’d rather be one of the guys and order a burger.  So I did.
I’m just not very girly, nor am I an open dieter.  Maybe that would help…w

Either way.  I’ll do better tomorrow, I promise.

LM

I did extremely well.  Lots of protein, little fat, a reasonable amount of carbs.  (I’m carb happy and couldn’t survive without them.)
I didn’t get as much exercise yesterday but my overall caloric intake was low so I’m not too worried about it.
Today I need to go grocery shopping.  Fruit is high on the list.  Apples,  oranges and grapes.  If they are on sale I’ll get some crasins.  (loves me some crasins.)
LM

So I feel off the wagon slightly today.  I didn’t eat well. But I got a lot of exercise under my belt.  My friend made me leave the house and I had two beers in me.
But I stopped at two.

A trio of sch’bags decided to hit on me and my two friends.  The didn’t get hints.

But it was a fun night.  I took in a good show and it was definately worth my $10.

But I will have to get back on the wagon and do a little extra exercise tomorrow.

Lindsay Mae

So at this new job I’ve taken we close late.  It is 1am and I have just arrived home.  I was on my feet, however for about 6 hours which rocked on the exercise scale.  I don’t think I took in enough calories to be healthy though, so I’m going to try and get in a snack before bed.  I only took in shy over 1000 calories today, and I know that isn’t healthy.  That’s borderline anorexia and I don’t want an eating disorder.

I’m tired though.  I do work again tomorrow, but I won’t be closing so I’ll be off my feet by 6pm.

Lindsay Mae

Exercise Log

I rocked it today.  I think I’m going to try and stay under 1500 calories per day and today I made it to 1406.  I rock.

I did the safe thing and put my dangerously tempting Oreos in the empty crisper drawer of my refrigerator where I can’t see them and they won’t make me eat them.    I would throw them out entirely, but it’s mostly full and that just seems wasteful.

I think if I keep blogging every day it will keep me mindful of what I need to say at the end of the day.  Hopefully someone will read this so that I can feel guilty if I stray.
(I went to Catholic school where I was taught guilt=obedience.)

I did well that I’m sure of.

Not too bad at all.  When I was closing in on dinner time I almost caved and forgot to care.  But I think I’m doing all right.  I’m drinking my coffee black.  I’m drinking a lot of water.  I’m eating fruits and veggies instead of junk.  I had an apple instead of chips today.  And I put broccoli and corn in my burrito instead of 10 pounds of cheese.

I didn’t realize how much fat is contained in red meat.  Well, I knew it was fatty, but come on!  I’m going to work on eating chicken instead.

I’m going to crash early tonight, probably.  I’m working on 4 hours of sleep.  That is mostly because I couldn’t sleep until I took action at 3 am last night.  (That’s how I ended up here!)

I’ll keep working, kids.
Lindsay Mae

Food Log

I think I freaked out a little this evening when I realized that an old shirt I hadn’t worn in about one year doesn’t fit anymore.  That isn’t necessarily a bad thing because it made me realize that I need to do something about my shape.  (Truth be told, I really have a very <i> good </i> shape, it’s just a little rounder than I’d like.

All of the photos taken of me this summer I don’t like.  I look at them and say, “I don’t really have a paunch, it’s just the angle.”  Or I’ll tell myself something like, “I really need to learn to sit up straighter and behind the table if I can.”  But the truth of the matter is that I’m not skinny.  At my age and height my weight just isn’t good.

I’ve been single for roughly six months now and, although I would like to stay that way for my own mental health purposes, I would like to have a few more guys look at me and holla this way.  I’ve hit a dry spell and I don’t like it.

It seems that almost all of my friends are skinnier/more traditionally pretty than me and I really feel that if I were to slim down that I would be able to better compete with my hot friends.  (That’s an awful thing to say…)

Lastly, I’ve recently taken a job at a clothing store that doesn’t offer pants in my size.  I’m only required to wear their clothing if it is denim, but they don’t offer denim in my size.  So on days that I would rather wear jeans to work I must wear black slacks.  I almost feel excluded.  But, it’s my responsibility to take action on this one, not my employer’s.  You see my problem?

What I guess I’ve come to conclude is that if I can’t wear skirts because my inner thighs rub together and chafe, I need to take care of it.  If I look at myself in the mirror and thing I look good, well, I probably do.  But I have room for improvement.

This is going to be hard.  It’s going to take dedication and creative meal planning.  I’ll need to drink less beer and exercise more.

But I’ll do it.  Starting at breakfast tomorrow morning. 8 am.
(Thank whoever that black coffee is guilt free.)

Food Log

Exercise Log