I dont even know where to start. It seems I have caught this horrible, hard to cure infectious disease. One that causes me to eat everything I see. I wonder if there is an Eaters Anonymous. I should google it. Working somewhere that has food around all the time might be worse then working in a restaurant. I have already decided that I am made to be a "healthier" girl but not this "healthy".
Depressing. Realizing an addiction and not having the willpower to grab it by the balls and solve it. Like I wish I was allergic to chocolate, I now wish I hated all sweets.
I work with someone that eats nothing while at work. Now I realize this is unhealthy, however I wish I had the "un-want". Ridiculous. Sometimes I wish I didnt have AMAZING ocean blue eyes, just so I would have a higher metabolism and drive to break a sweat. Hey, I can love one thing about myself, in trade for all the things I could change...but dont. Way to go Chelsea.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
"Jocking"
Listening to Miley Cyrus ...raining outside...snuggled up to my 14 lb, furry, life support of a pooch. Drinking Chai hot tea and contemplating life...how creative is that??
I went "Jocking" the other day. (The term "jocking" comes from me not being in shape enough to go for a full on, "jog" yet not being stimulated enough by a walk.) So Chelsea goes on "Jocks". Yes I am going to trademark that term. :)
Anyway... so Avery and I are "Jockin" around this local park, complete with adorable duck pond. I'm loosing myself in my latest Itunes download and not paying attention to Avery. Well I feel him tug at my arm and realize, he is in mid-chase of 3 geese and the little 2 year old girl feeding them. Way to go rude "jocker" (me), you just caused a pig tailed, barley stable girl to fall on her butt and start hysterically crying. What else was there for me to do but mouth "sorry" to her frazzled mother, and keep on my pavement path!! Whoops.
Don't worry I kept Av on a close lead while I fast-walked my way back to my car and left ASAP.
Needless to say this didn't encourage me to go back yesterday and "jock" again. Not to be discouraged in the future will be my goal come Monday.
However I have come to realize that food literally controls my life. Its what I think about when I wake up. I spend the mornings waiting for my lunch break and in between my mind is on the vending machine at the other end of my building. How can I control this? Its like the Snickers bar is aware that I have that 85 cents in my purse not being used. Plus some room on the back of my thighs that could use some MORE empty calories.
Having a paycheck is, however encouraging my morning healthy-smoothies. Which is great because there yummy-ness and good-ness is welcomed at 7:30 am on my way to work.
I am joining the local dance place that has a 3-day a week aerobics/adult dance class. I need to actually call and get the information, but the good intention is there. HA.
Other then that, the normal not getting healthier me is there. With the "healthier me" screaming in the back of my head, shes not just a mumble anymore that's for sure!!
I went "Jocking" the other day. (The term "jocking" comes from me not being in shape enough to go for a full on, "jog" yet not being stimulated enough by a walk.) So Chelsea goes on "Jocks". Yes I am going to trademark that term. :)
Anyway... so Avery and I are "Jockin" around this local park, complete with adorable duck pond. I'm loosing myself in my latest Itunes download and not paying attention to Avery. Well I feel him tug at my arm and realize, he is in mid-chase of 3 geese and the little 2 year old girl feeding them. Way to go rude "jocker" (me), you just caused a pig tailed, barley stable girl to fall on her butt and start hysterically crying. What else was there for me to do but mouth "sorry" to her frazzled mother, and keep on my pavement path!! Whoops.
Don't worry I kept Av on a close lead while I fast-walked my way back to my car and left ASAP.
Needless to say this didn't encourage me to go back yesterday and "jock" again. Not to be discouraged in the future will be my goal come Monday.
However I have come to realize that food literally controls my life. Its what I think about when I wake up. I spend the mornings waiting for my lunch break and in between my mind is on the vending machine at the other end of my building. How can I control this? Its like the Snickers bar is aware that I have that 85 cents in my purse not being used. Plus some room on the back of my thighs that could use some MORE empty calories.
Having a paycheck is, however encouraging my morning healthy-smoothies. Which is great because there yummy-ness and good-ness is welcomed at 7:30 am on my way to work.
I am joining the local dance place that has a 3-day a week aerobics/adult dance class. I need to actually call and get the information, but the good intention is there. HA.
Other then that, the normal not getting healthier me is there. With the "healthier me" screaming in the back of my head, shes not just a mumble anymore that's for sure!!
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