Lordy, lordy, nothing rally goes right for me eh? So yesterday was day 1, not bad, just like any other day. Glad I tried to "set a tone" last week. Woke up this morning and my shoulder fucking kills. I must have slept on it funny. But it fucked with my cardio this morning. Strange because I could do push-ups no problem, but when I was doing leg raises it was blindingly painful. And today is supposed to be my shoulder day.
Morning cardio is also starting to tire me out. Last week I felt awesome, but I'm starting to feel it at work. I think I have to be VERY strick with my bedtime. 12:00-12:15 I'm fine, but 12:15-12:30 I definitly feel it the next day.
Also the drinking temptation is too much. Its only Thursday and people are making plans and I'm like "resistance... is... futile..." The girls are all going out of town so it'll be just me and X and two (or three) other friends. But we're all good times, no one I know is boring. Luckily, one friend is doing a detox which doesn't end til Monday I think. So I will need to use her as cruch. Or I could just drink. But I had said I only wanted to have two cheat day per month. And Leanne's birthday is one at the end of the month. And I don't even have any money or anything right now (like I'm literally broke, gonna have to get a loan from Leanne til Monday).
Terrible. Trying to get my food-cheats under control as well. Yesterday was just a few cups of tea, which I'm not sure I will be able to give up. But there always seems to be treats showing up in the office, cakes or pateries or cookies. I wish they had rice cakes in this country.
And my weight keeps going up. I set a mental goal of wanting to weigh 169 pounds at the end of this, checked my weight yesterday and it was 79.7 Kg (175 pounds), up from 77..8 (171). I can't fucking win.
Whatever I'm trying, we'll see how it goes. Power through bitch.
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