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Jul. 26th, 2004 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sam_gamgeeMy body hates me (aka Gym bunny update): I've gained six pounds and gone up about an inch in a couple areas. The trainer who usually does this stuff says that it may be because I usually get it done right before my period, so we're going to change my measure date and hopefully that'll help.
Joined Weight Watchers today with my mom. (Who, I'm almost positive, *so* doesn't need to lose any more weight.) *crosses fingers* Here's hoping it works because right now I'm 5 points under my limit and I think I've eaten more than I normally do. But we'll see what happens tomorrow when I do it for a full day.
Went to the beach for the past weekend (Thursday - Sunday) with my dad and my grandparents' camper. For the most part, we had a good time. Went down on Thursday, had a great day on the beach on Friday, visited Lambda Rising on Friday night, drove around a bunch on Saturday because of the somewhat crappy weather - but still had fun, saw The Bourne Supremacy on Saturday night - which was really good, and came home on Sunday.
The only down part was getting chewed out for being "very selfish" because I'm not losing weight. The whole thing had started when my dad quoted from a newspaper article about losing weight that, at one point, said "Losing weight is about taking control of your own life and as long as someone else tries to force you to change, they are subconsciously denying you that control. The core change that needs to occur inside of you never will." And I agreed with the quote because my parents have been trying for years to get me to lose weight by having me do one thing or another. And my dad was basically trying to guilt trip me into starting to lose. You lot know - I go to the gym regularly. Those of you who know me in real life know that I don't eat *that* badly. It's just that I tend to stress eat. And between being stressed out over not losing weight, classes (when I was in school), and whatever else - not a good thing. And the fact that the only person I get any positive reinforcement that isn't couched in other nagging from is my grandfather - not good.
Anyone willing to adopt a 22-year-old Caucasian college grad with a B.A. in theatre production and English who can cook and clean, who only needs food, place to sleep, access to laundry and internet and a tiny bit of pocket money every once in a while, and is willing to clean and cook for you, and do childcare if need be?
Joined Weight Watchers today with my mom. (Who, I'm almost positive, *so* doesn't need to lose any more weight.) *crosses fingers* Here's hoping it works because right now I'm 5 points under my limit and I think I've eaten more than I normally do. But we'll see what happens tomorrow when I do it for a full day.
Went to the beach for the past weekend (Thursday - Sunday) with my dad and my grandparents' camper. For the most part, we had a good time. Went down on Thursday, had a great day on the beach on Friday, visited Lambda Rising on Friday night, drove around a bunch on Saturday because of the somewhat crappy weather - but still had fun, saw The Bourne Supremacy on Saturday night - which was really good, and came home on Sunday.
The only down part was getting chewed out for being "very selfish" because I'm not losing weight. The whole thing had started when my dad quoted from a newspaper article about losing weight that, at one point, said "Losing weight is about taking control of your own life and as long as someone else tries to force you to change, they are subconsciously denying you that control. The core change that needs to occur inside of you never will." And I agreed with the quote because my parents have been trying for years to get me to lose weight by having me do one thing or another. And my dad was basically trying to guilt trip me into starting to lose. You lot know - I go to the gym regularly. Those of you who know me in real life know that I don't eat *that* badly. It's just that I tend to stress eat. And between being stressed out over not losing weight, classes (when I was in school), and whatever else - not a good thing. And the fact that the only person I get any positive reinforcement that isn't couched in other nagging from is my grandfather - not good.
Anyone willing to adopt a 22-year-old Caucasian college grad with a B.A. in theatre production and English who can cook and clean, who only needs food, place to sleep, access to laundry and internet and a tiny bit of pocket money every once in a while, and is willing to clean and cook for you, and do childcare if need be?
