Reblog if you are ”TEAM AVRIL”
Fri. May 17
God. Damn. -.-
Well, I’ve been eating pretty well and working out pretty consistently and what does my body do to repay me? Has me at a plateau for a few days and then goes up .2lbs this morning. Am I discouraged? Yes. Am I pissed and heartbroken? Yup. Did I say “F it” and have chicken fingers and poutine for breakfast? Mm hmm. Am I going to just give up for a while? Hell no. I continued with my decent eating today, I went for a run after work and now I’m just sitting, doing my nails, waiting to get sleepy and then paying for some results in the morning.
Um, I think that’s all to report right now. My work schedule for next week only has me working 3 days, so I’ll definitely be making it to the gym probably like 4 or 5 times. Oh, and starting to train for the breast cancer 5K in October. I started at 4.5mph for 20 mins, then 4.6mph for 21 mins, then 4.7mph for 22 mins and tonight I ran for 27 mins, but cuz it was outside, I dunno my speed. But I was consistent and actually probably could’ve gone for longer. : )
Ok, that really is it for now. I make no promises for the weekend, but I’ll do my best. Laterz.
beautifulpicturesofhealthyfood:
Sparkling watermelon bubbles ( 3 types of melon in sparkling white grape juice) served in a watermelon basket, quick, easy and impressive…RECIPE
Cute
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
Tue. May 14
Today has been going pretty well so far and it’s times like these that leave me worried that I’m gonna mess it up.
I weighed myself this morning and it was the same number that my friend’s scale said I was on Saturday, which is awesome. I then had a good breakfast and headed over to the gym, where I burned 1003 cals in 1h33m. I came home, cleaned up and put all my workout and food info into myfitnesspal and, so far, I’m still pretty well under my calorie intake allowance. I’m just worried that since I have the day off, I’m gonna eat a bunch of bad food and ruin all my progress. Obviously, I don’t want that to happen, but it sometimes feels like I can’t control myself.
Anyway, there’s still another several hours til I go to bed. Just gonna try to still with chicken, yogurt and water tonight. And find something to keep me occupied; either cleaning my room or taking care of my nephew. Don’t wish me luck, wish me will power. lol
