Okay, it’s not that bad, but it feels like it! I forgot to tell you guys that I weighed in the same on Thursday. I am not losing and that is crazy because I am burning a TON of calories on my runs, which means one thing… not journaling isn’t going so great. UGH, I hate that I suck at eating, and I hate that I have to write down every damn thing. But alas, I do. SO I am back to logging. And you know what? I am feeling okay about it. It is just something I am going to have to do. I am going to be aggressive about this. My BFF is going to be here in exactly 4 weeks. 4. So, I am going to say that I am going to lose 5 pounds in this 4 weeks. That is totally doable. And it’s gonna happen. Cause we are going to Vegas, and I am gonna get a hot dress, and I am NOT going to feel like a chunk in it! I won’t allow myself. And I know that if I lose a little weight I will gain a lot of confidence! I WILL do this.

On the running front, I am going out for a 6 miler today. Have I ever run 6 miles? Nope! This should be fun!! I am anxious to go and get it over with, but I decided to let the hubby sleep in, and 2 hours later there he still is… asleep. If he isn’t up by 10 I am sending the kids upstairs. hehe

Happy Sunday, chickies!

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Well, I am happy to say that I ran 6 miles! And I didn’t die! Actually, it was really easy… my breathing was great, my legs were great… all but one thing. I had a stitch that kept coming back no matter what I did. On the right side. wtf is that?! I’m gonna have to research it. I’ve diligently been logging my calories today. Yay for me!

In other news, the basketball party is in 2 hours and I still have to get bags and tissue paper for the gifts. I need to go get in the shower :) But, I wanted to come say that I am NOT going to eat any cake. No matter what. No cake. That is the goal of the day. Hubby will have dinner ready when we get home… grilled fish, brown rice, and steamed veggies. That is totally good enough. I repeat, no cake!!!

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I am so mad at myself. I wrote down the wrong time of the party. Even though I planned it. Retarded, I know. So the gift and stuff? Not there for the party. And the plates, forks, napkins for the cake? Not there for the party. And the good bags? You guessed it; not there for the party. UGH. I am just so frustrated!! And my baby missed his party. He was so disappointed. :(

The good news? No cake! ha. My calories are perfect for the day, and that includes the snack that I am about to have when I get off here. I am gonna get in my jammies, stop feeling sorry for myself, eat some hummus, and watch a running movie. Okay, I might still feel a little sorry for myself. UGH.

Night chickies.