moody

This is my mood girl. Vent-fest post.

I'm super emotional lately, and I have not had candy or dessert in over a month. Popsicles don't count. 

Here is what annoys me:

- The amount of people who in the past week have reminded me that FTM's last day is Friday. Thanks people I'm not stupid. 

-People who try to force you to buy stuff when you tell them you're not interested. Why are you trying to sell me supps/bars when you KNOW I have a trainer who can sell me them?!

That being said. I'm trying to not let fear overtake me. I'm just really scared that I'm gonna fall of the wagon in the next few months, and I cannot let myself...

I really am gonna stay strong. I'll blog daily, and just stick with what FTM taught me.

Anyway, tomorrow is the last training session til December. It will be a GREAT one. 

getting over it...

Getting over it....getting over a lot.

I am trying to get over my fears. Fears in life and in the "weight-loss" realm.

So today I was tempted. I ordered lunch to test my temptations. Oliveo Grill in Tempe has the best "greek fries" and on days when I am just craving junk food, that is what I order. Today is one of those days.

So I ordered, a grilled chicken breast, with a side of tzatziki, some baklava, and an order of Greek fries (for my coworker AMR). The food came, and I thought. Just one. I can have JUST ONE. However, there is no lying. We all know it. Just one leads to, "Well I can have two...two won't kill me." Well, two turns to three and three turns to four and before you know it, you have eaten half the box.

I opened the box, inhaled the pure deliciousness. Closed the box and told AMR to enjoy. I was over it. I know I have the right to "live a little" every now and then, but I have to learn control. And, each day, I am getting a little closer to control.

My next "getting over it" will be "getting over" my fear of falling while doing push-ups.