WARNING: This may appear whiney
I havent been very talkative since Saturdays weigh-in. After that, I decided to take a break from it all...hahaha, I know as if I hadn't been on a break for most of the week, but I'm tired.
I enjoyed the rest of the weekend, eating whatever and just not stressing. Needless to say the scale didn't smile at me today, but whatever. I've been on track today. Had my Kashi breakfest and now my scramby egg lunch. Still nursing the first bottle of h20 for today though.
I'm just frustrated. Now that I think about it, it's probably been bothering me since my
Chinese Buffet dinner before Easter and I'm just now dealing with it. Not intentionally, I guess I never realized it was still bothering me. Friday night, I think, broke the camels back. PB had a going away party for a colleague of his (no big deal) as well as birthday party for a friend. This friend however lives in Canada and the farewell party was held about 2 hours from there. Yes, I live super close to the border of Canada and have been going over there since I was 19 (the legal age to drink in Canada, eh). Needless to say my 21st birthday wasn't all that exciting but thats not the point. The point is, at this farewell party there were a lot of bigwigs from the company and we agreed that it would be a good time to network with some of them. PB is unbeliavebly good at what he does.
Both of us underestimated time. The farewell party started at 7, and we had planned for PB to leave at 9 but the party didn't start getting good until 9:30. Come 10/10:30 and I still hadnt heard from him I was getting a little impatient but above all I wasnt in the mood to go out, so I called and told him he should just stay there and cancel on his buddy. No, we HAVE to go to Canada because his buddy has been calling him nonstop. Ok, whatever we go. I'm in a grouchy mood cuz now I'm tired, plus feeling fat from the dinner, he's upset because he made dual commitments and the BIG boss didn't show up until right about the time when he left. So, needless to say neither of us are really happy at this point.
We finally arrive at this persons house, and I'm expecting us to head out to the club, immediately! Well, no that doesnt happen. We stand around and chit chat. Mind you, these are all of PB's old friends/colleagues and I'm not the most outgoing person so I stood there. Tried to join in on conversation but no, I don't find the Trailer Park boys that entertaining. Ill watch it when PB does but I definately couldn't quote it for you. Plus, the only other chics there only spoke Polish. That which I don't. So, now I'm mad.
Mad at the fact that PB has known Ive been wanting to go dancing FOREVER. He hasn't made it a priority for us to go. The underlying issue in all of my complaints is that I need to assert my needs. Yes, I realize we are super busy and we only go out once a week and that severly limits what we can do but now my general incontentment is not helping my weight problems (could this perhaps be emotional eating?). I don't want to blame the age difference (there is a 7 yr age difference between us but you couldnt really tell...i act older and he acts younger so it counter balances however most of his buddies arent into the whole partying scene anymore) but the reality is his buddies would prefer to sit around play Texas Hold'em and drink. Not that I don't mind that but since we only go out once a week, I don't want it to be sitting inside playing cards! Unfortunately none of my girlfriends go out anymore either because they are all married with kids!
It might seem like I'm blaming PB, I'm not. It's me, it's just that I had had enough. I don't say what I NEED. I put everyone elses needs ahead of mine. I do this and that when I can't do anymore. The saying "you gotta take care of yourself before yu can take care of otehrs" I don't really do much for myself. Then again I was never shown how, my mom doesnt my grandma didnt. Part of the problem is, I don't know what I can do for myself to satsify those needs. Being skinny won't solve the problem, although it sure will take part of the load off. Buying stuff won't solve the problem.
So, thast where I am...not really quite sure where to go or what to do. PB mentioned his buddy who does WW At Work has now lost 20 lbs in approx 6 weeks. We've been tossing the idea around for a while now...I found out this weekend that both of his parents are life timers, so thats gotta say something. I've been scouring the message boards and a lot of peeps seem to be doing well on it. I just dont know if thats the solution for me/us.
I feel like I lack the support. PB and I both have our days where we are strong together, where one of us is strong or where neither of us are. When we both are strong, its great! I mean we both lose wieght and its dandy. When one of us falters, its easy for the other one to bring us down and when we both are down...well...screw that, all of our hard work gets undone in a matter of hours/days. Perhaps, the problem is we only keep it to ourselves. My mom knows we are constantly dieting but she herself isnt the pillar of great eating so I cant rely on her. I'd rather not include his parents because well losing weight is to me at least, somewhat of a private thing. If I do great on it, well cool but if I don't well I dont know if I want them to know. They mentioned all these engagements we have to attend this summer and I'm already dreading them. Dreading being fat. The fattest one. I HATE being the fattest one. It's like an elephant in china store, it doesn't belong there!
I've done way too much thinking today but maybe this "journey" is just doing it. Not thinking about it. Moving along, I felt unbelievably numb to all of it today. I ate decently, had about 1400 calories, but I'm like detached from my body. Does anyone ever feel that way? I never did drugs but i can only imagine that this is what it may feel like.
wwwhhheeewwww...this has been long and I'll prolly get a call from my mother saying how i'm too negative but teh reality is...these things could be the very things that are holding me back from breaking tpast the damn 180's! From getting into that next realm of consistent and healthy weightloss. so for all of you who have beared with me, muchas gracias!