Today was my first day back at work for, like, a week - same with most everyone else I suppose - and the only thing that stopped me from closing my office door and crawling under my desk immediately after arriving at the office this morning was the threat of the office mouse scurrying in and nibbling the sleeve of my new grey cashmere sweater while I drooled onto the carpet.
Too much rest over the holidays. Not enough fresh air. And, even though I didn't officially gain any weight, clearly there were far too many carbohydrates of all kinds consumed.
It's such a tough rut to spin out of, the deep trench of overindulgence and underactivity. It's not even 9:00 pm tonight and I'm already in bed.
Tomorrow I will force myself to bathe in egg whites and flaxseed, and stride briskly through my neighborhood, completely naked, swinging my arms wildly while flogging myself with an evergreen bough liberated from our Christmas tree (never mind that it's an artificial tree, it'll be stimulating to the circulation all the same).
Or maybe I'll just take a salad to work and walk around the block at lunchtime.
Showing posts with label diet blog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diet blog. Show all posts
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Sunday, January 30, 2011
This is the Last I'm Going to Say About it!
Okay, I ate better, got some exercise and I feel better. Well duh!
And that's about all I'm going to say about it. Like Gwendolyn in "The Importance of Being Earnest" who never travels without her diary ("one should always have something sensational to read on the train,") I passed a somewhat entertaining half-hour or so the other day reading back on my posts from the last year - and the only even remotely interesting or insightful content had absolutely nothing to do with the everlasting sisyphean effort that is my weight loss journey.
So no more waah waah posts about diet and exercise, posting of statistics and droning on and on about what I am and am not going to eat and sharing my girth with the world. Seriously boring and self indulgent and the - the ether is already clogged and choking with boring, self-indulgent crap already.
So unless I have something brilliant or hilarious to say, I'm done with all that.
And that's about all I'm going to say about it. Like Gwendolyn in "The Importance of Being Earnest" who never travels without her diary ("one should always have something sensational to read on the train,") I passed a somewhat entertaining half-hour or so the other day reading back on my posts from the last year - and the only even remotely interesting or insightful content had absolutely nothing to do with the everlasting sisyphean effort that is my weight loss journey.
So no more waah waah posts about diet and exercise, posting of statistics and droning on and on about what I am and am not going to eat and sharing my girth with the world. Seriously boring and self indulgent and the - the ether is already clogged and choking with boring, self-indulgent crap already.
So unless I have something brilliant or hilarious to say, I'm done with all that.
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