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mizarchivist) wrote2010-06-03 04:15 pm
mizarchivist) wrote2010-06-03 04:15 pm
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NSA: Day... uh,.... It's Thursday.
Behind the cut for those who are waiting for me to be done already, unlocked/unfiltered for the parental lurkers---
My only serious issue is that I am having impulse control issues when I see people walking with ice cream cones in the park at lunch. I desire to punch them in the head and steal their cones. Robin placidly reminds me that this is not a good idea and we both agree that's very germy.
I will not be making this a permanent lifestyle choice. I spend a stupid amount of time thinking about this thing I can't have. Even more stupid, the amount of time I talk about it. Here, well, this is my space and you are not obliged to read, but the people in the same room... yeah, you get the idea. I estimate I managed to start this crazy experiment mid-day Saturday, so I will go until then, making my evening plans less restrictive- w00t.
OK, I guess the other issue is- I feel like I'm hungry way too much of the time. I must balance this with the factor of how much bicycling I've been doing in the past several weeks. Whenever possible, I bike to Alewife on gym days. I did this all 3 times last week. I may manage the 2 times for this week, plus I'm rollerskating tonight with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sweetmmeblue . So, it might just be that my metabolism is readjusting.
The whole scale thing. I hate it. Numbers are dumb, and don't provide enough context for muscle/fat ratio. Nevertheless, I've been having this on-going argument with rational brain vs. Cosmo-poisoned brain. Cosmo is convinced that 160 lbs. is disturbing. Rational brain points out, yo- weight lifting. Still, I've been steady at 160 for... well, since I was at the doctor in January, iirc. Since then I get on the scale about once a month to see if anything's different and thus far no. However, yesterday I was under the impression I went down 4 lbs. Could be random. I'll check again tomorrow to see if it's an actual trend.
All this aside, I'd like some of my pants and skirts to be less tight. That's the real/rational thing I need to focus on and fuck the numbers. However, that insidious Cosmo-brain is insidious.
--Right. The short version: Nobody's died yet and I am choosing to abandon these shenanigans on Saturday afternoon.
My only serious issue is that I am having impulse control issues when I see people walking with ice cream cones in the park at lunch. I desire to punch them in the head and steal their cones. Robin placidly reminds me that this is not a good idea and we both agree that's very germy.
I will not be making this a permanent lifestyle choice. I spend a stupid amount of time thinking about this thing I can't have. Even more stupid, the amount of time I talk about it. Here, well, this is my space and you are not obliged to read, but the people in the same room... yeah, you get the idea. I estimate I managed to start this crazy experiment mid-day Saturday, so I will go until then, making my evening plans less restrictive- w00t.
OK, I guess the other issue is- I feel like I'm hungry way too much of the time. I must balance this with the factor of how much bicycling I've been doing in the past several weeks. Whenever possible, I bike to Alewife on gym days. I did this all 3 times last week. I may manage the 2 times for this week, plus I'm rollerskating tonight with
sweetmmeblue . So, it might just be that my metabolism is readjusting. The whole scale thing. I hate it. Numbers are dumb, and don't provide enough context for muscle/fat ratio. Nevertheless, I've been having this on-going argument with rational brain vs. Cosmo-poisoned brain. Cosmo is convinced that 160 lbs. is disturbing. Rational brain points out, yo- weight lifting. Still, I've been steady at 160 for... well, since I was at the doctor in January, iirc. Since then I get on the scale about once a month to see if anything's different and thus far no. However, yesterday I was under the impression I went down 4 lbs. Could be random. I'll check again tomorrow to see if it's an actual trend.
All this aside, I'd like some of my pants and skirts to be less tight. That's the real/rational thing I need to focus on and fuck the numbers. However, that insidious Cosmo-brain is insidious.
--Right. The short version: Nobody's died yet and I am choosing to abandon these shenanigans on Saturday afternoon.