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cassaclyzm) wrote2008-10-11 07:24 pm
cassaclyzm) wrote2008-10-11 07:24 pm
A quiet weekend...
I'm spending the weekend largely by myself, it seems - I had plans to do some things with people but they've fallen through for various reasons (the cold and flu season is practically an EPIDEMIC, ye gods). I am, therefore, staying at home where there are fewer scary germs. So frowny-face on the "socializing" front, but happy-face on the "getting lots of work done" front, which should free up next week for some socializing once the epidemic survivors are finally able to crawl out of their nests of cold medicines and empty kleenex boxes.
It was a beautiful day today, though, so I forced myself to get out for a walk. It was refreshing, but the hills? Hard-going. I am not exactly comfortable with how out of shape I've managed to let myself get. About three years ago, I was walking at least 4K a day, sometimes more like 8 or 10 when I felt like it. And I felt like it! I felt good, I had a handle on how to eat, but three years was all it took to send me all the way back to my highest weight, and then some.
For the past month, mum and I have been working as a team to make sure that we eat better. I feel good and am losing weight at a very reasonable rate. I'm never hungry. But I worry that something deeper, whatever it is that makes me binge, will put me right back where I started at some point.
You know, I "binge" in a few different ways. My rampant procrastination leads to a kind of time-related binge: furious, frightened, last-minute work. I go back to the same websites and view the content over and over in a very compulsive way. But come to think of it, for the past month I've also been keeping up on school work better, and I haven't been quite so internet-dependent. Hmmmm.
It was a beautiful day today, though, so I forced myself to get out for a walk. It was refreshing, but the hills? Hard-going. I am not exactly comfortable with how out of shape I've managed to let myself get. About three years ago, I was walking at least 4K a day, sometimes more like 8 or 10 when I felt like it. And I felt like it! I felt good, I had a handle on how to eat, but three years was all it took to send me all the way back to my highest weight, and then some.
For the past month, mum and I have been working as a team to make sure that we eat better. I feel good and am losing weight at a very reasonable rate. I'm never hungry. But I worry that something deeper, whatever it is that makes me binge, will put me right back where I started at some point.
You know, I "binge" in a few different ways. My rampant procrastination leads to a kind of time-related binge: furious, frightened, last-minute work. I go back to the same websites and view the content over and over in a very compulsive way. But come to think of it, for the past month I've also been keeping up on school work better, and I haven't been quite so internet-dependent. Hmmmm.
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I used to walk everywhere. EVERYWHERE. 3, 4, 5 miles meant nothing to me. I went for a walk some time ago with a friend and ended up being quite out-of-breath after about a block or so. It was pretty embarrassing.
As for me, I wish the internet could be packaged up into an IV! :)
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