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I'm stressed. Tomorrow I have an interview. So I decided to get my interview clothes together tonight. I reached for a pair of dress pants. Size 12. Oh yea those will fit. Nope. Very tight. I was panicked. I dug through my whole closet. Nothing. I'm like SHIT. I'm so fucked. INTERVIEW at 10 am tomorrow and I have to get on a 8something in the morning bus.. one to be sure I wont be late. The busses have been running so crazy the past few days due to the snow here. I have to make sure I'm there on time. This is the first interview i've got in months.
I thought. What about that huge box of clothes I want to bring to a donation box. THere has got to be a BIGGER pair of pants in there. Thankfully there was. As I cringed and slid the size 14 pair of slacks on. Size 14! GAH!
I've been so hard core at the gym the past few weeks. Putting in 2-3 hours per day EVERY DAY. My eating has vastly improved as well. I record everything now on a site called sparkpeople. Its working as I have already lost 7.2 pounds. I know it wasnt going to come off in an instant and I'm probably even ahead of the game. Still Being this chunky is killing me.
After the interview I'm just going to stay in the frigid downtown area and walk around window shop. Figure thats the only way to get some exercise in before happy hour with the running group.. Then saturday is santarchy! ANother big blow to the diet.. but I will try to be good.
(odd someone upstairs is vacuuming at 9:30 at night)
GOod happy interview thoughts. I so want to work again. Although the 2-3 hours of the gym has been quite entertaining. It would be nice to be off unemployment. Gonna head to bed soon. Its oddly warm in the bedroom. The heater in there is weird. I havent turned it on yet the heat still comes on. I think something must be busted somewhere. I keep the living room between 54-58 degrees. Chilly yes, but I like it this way. Happy thoughts happy thoughts happy thoughts.
I thought. What about that huge box of clothes I want to bring to a donation box. THere has got to be a BIGGER pair of pants in there. Thankfully there was. As I cringed and slid the size 14 pair of slacks on. Size 14! GAH!
I've been so hard core at the gym the past few weeks. Putting in 2-3 hours per day EVERY DAY. My eating has vastly improved as well. I record everything now on a site called sparkpeople. Its working as I have already lost 7.2 pounds. I know it wasnt going to come off in an instant and I'm probably even ahead of the game. Still Being this chunky is killing me.
After the interview I'm just going to stay in the frigid downtown area and walk around window shop. Figure thats the only way to get some exercise in before happy hour with the running group.. Then saturday is santarchy! ANother big blow to the diet.. but I will try to be good.
(odd someone upstairs is vacuuming at 9:30 at night)
GOod happy interview thoughts. I so want to work again. Although the 2-3 hours of the gym has been quite entertaining. It would be nice to be off unemployment. Gonna head to bed soon. Its oddly warm in the bedroom. The heater in there is weird. I havent turned it on yet the heat still comes on. I think something must be busted somewhere. I keep the living room between 54-58 degrees. Chilly yes, but I like it this way. Happy thoughts happy thoughts happy thoughts.
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