Good times and bad times
Alright, so my sister is out of the hospital, but now my dad has an infection and might need to be hospitalized. What the **** is going on damnit?
All things considered, today was a good day. My other sister got married and it was a happy occasion to say the least. Of course I found this to be a good excuse to break my diet even further, and I ate crap I shouldnt have eaten, but its not everyday that your sister gets married so its fine. Ill make up for it later I guess.
My birthday was a nice time too this past Thursday and of course it allowed me to pig out on THREE pieces of chocolate cake, which Ill be seeing the consequences of next monday when I weigh myself.
I havent exercised this past week either. Im always looking for some excuse not to do it and I usually am pretty good about finding one, so hopefully next week Ill get my shit together and just do it, like I did on the previous months. Obviously, next monday might be a bad day for weight loss after all this crappy eating Ive been doing lately, but next week might be better if I push myself enough. Its hard to push yourself when you are constantly exhausted (because of my meds).
Im still attempting to do pushups. I can manage to do three or four normal ones by now and 24 of the girly kind. I guess it will get better in time. As soon as I lose all the weight I am aiming for, Ill start lifting again and hopefully things will improve from then on. Cardio sucks tho, so I can see why its so hard for me to find the motivation to do it.
