I lost 5 lbs when I got food poisoning. That’s the only good thing about it.
I didn’t do any type of workout for a week following that, mostly because my stomach continued to feel wonky afterwards.
I’ve been working out again now, but as usual, my appetite always jumps up. Over the weekend I did the most pigging out I’ve done in a while. Pizza, wings, chocolate cheesecake, sweet pancakes, cheesy baked rice. You name it, I’ve gulfed it.
I’ve felt tremendous pang of guilt when I woke up this morning. Was gonna hit the gym, but nasty cold weather is upon me and I don’t feel like taking my baby through the cold. So I did the next best thing, Jillian Michaels 6 packs in 6 weeks routine and boy was my butt severely kicked.
And after that… I had two pieces of wings and two slices of pizza for lunch. And just now I ate a banana (that I continuously dipped in Nutella) for “dessert”. Feeling quite monstrous.
Tomorrow the snowpocalypse is going to be upon us again; and so that means I’ll have yet another butt-kicking fitness date with m’dear Jillian. She’s hot, but REALLY cray.
I’ve been cutting back on my caffeine and booze consumption.
What is a good birthday present to give to a 50 years old uncle? That I don’t even know all that well….?