Morning people. Not a good day yesterday or last night. Did manage to drag myself to the gym but only went through a sorry-a'd arm and shoulder routine, no jogging, took the bus home. My sister sent me an entire huge box of licorice, all types and I pigged on that. It is my favorite flavor and it was a Christmas present but took six week to get here. Somehow I just didn't care anymore. I should never have gotten on the scale but I wanted to follow the weigh-in for this thread. Then again, the weight has been creeping up obviously and maybe it's the shock I needed to do something about things. But, if it knocks all the enthusiasm out of me to see the numbers, what good is it?
Unfortunately, I have no weekend because of my work and lifestyle (largely freelance). But then, I have other days off and if this friggin' cold weather would let up a bit I could do something. The air is so dry I can't even brush my hair. It just sticks to everything. Hasn't been this bad in a long time.
Have translation to do today, worked at the office Saturday. The translation I hate doing, especially this stuff, because it's for the Website of some real ritzy club.
The work situation I try to sound optimistic about but I can't tell you how awful the thought of leaving the newspaper makes me feel. And the talk at the publishing house was not really much good. Very low money. I've done the publishing house thing before. Hated it so much I left to go back to the newspaper. Much as I hate the situation there the paper has been all I've known and there is nothing like newspaper work. I like it so much. I can't believe how this boss, for whom I did so much, has just turned an icy shoulder on me. I tell you, it really knocks any esteem out of me. Woke from a dream about it, being ignored, having been knocked out of the loop, the boss smiled and put his arm around me. Big deal, he ruined things for me, what do I need him putting his arm around me in feigned consolation. Lousy dream. I have to think of it as, it wasn't because I was vocal (in trying to get some decent work done around there) and that being vocal is bad, it's that this place just does not want good people. It's awful not to feel wanted, even if you're good, and they seem to have won, but what have they won? Not much, I think, I hope. I hope the entire company rots and its name is never heard from again. Unfortunately, the people who ruined the company will go away with their wallets stuffed, pension plans intact. How do they look at themselves in the mirror? They don't listen to the foreigners at all unless you are super complacent and do want they want. None of our complaints are heard, none of our suggestions, warnings, nothing is heeded. And it's not just me. The people who seem to get anywhere have just totally compromised or are absolute yes-men. That's not what I want. I have to try to remain firm about that though it means I am hurting myself in the short-run and the long-run is a huge question mark with no promises, less encouragement.
I just don't know why things are so hard for me and, especially this year, with riding nonexistent, my weight loss efforts totally backfired on me and everything. I really just want to cry.
OK, enough of this. It's awful when the last dream before you wake up is a downer.
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kjk -- Thanks for saying you're there for me. I hope you can be. I really need people to talk to who care.
grass -- sorry I can't help you on the walkman question as I don't know what's available over there. I hope your food tests show you can eat more. If you figure out your present bodyfat, then just figure what that number represents in pounds and subtract it from the corresponding number at the lower bodyfat level you'll find the exact number of pounds you need to lose. The problem is determining bodyfat is really hard, and no better than an educated guess unless you have yourself weighed underwater. I wouldn't rely on numbers too much. You can see if the muscle is showing through or not and gauge it thus. And you don't bore me!
crime girl -- I think you easily could be 281. I'm too depressed about the scale to even say much, especially when it's people losing, sorry, but you didn't eat much all week so the one day isn't going to do anything and you've been exercising, haven't you? So you could have well lost weight. I mean, which is the true weight anyhow, if you can't believe you've lost 7 lbs, why would you believe you've gained 10? I think we just have to look at our entire caloric consumption and expenditure and then decide what our "progress" is, not wait for the scale to tell us. It lies until it can't lie anymore, when the gain or loss is so great it shows up consistently over the long-run.
I'm glad you liked the comedy link. It sure is frustrating, isn't it? As for your question, I try my hardest not to remember my life as it is, so sure, why not? No, really, I wouldn't want to relive my life at all, unless I had the power to change things and I mean including things that I had no control over or was unable to change physically. So, do you mean, like if we would go back and relive it in order to alter our current present?
stormy -- good to hear from you. Hope your classes are interesting. How is your eating? Are you able to exercise at all while you're there and when are you coming back? I'm afraid I don't really understand your situation. Can you explain again. As for the 4 lbs., I'm afraid I am, if not worried, just disgusted. It doesn't seem possible, at all plausible. There is no way I should have gained 4 lbs, no way, and now I have eaten out of despair, disbelief, feeling like there's something out there that just has it in for me no matter what I do.
michi -- congrats on your weight loss and good for you for getting to your WW meeting. Wish we'd hear more from you! Keep up the good work.
