adventures abound.

hi. heller. hola. bonjour. whatever the German people say. and the Russians.

 

welcome back.

 

I'm sick of the name of this blog and SO SICK of this design. so don't be surprised if I change it by next week and then change it back the week after. I am full of impulsive, believe that. I was considering growing up and getting an actual website. I mean IF (god forbid) I ever do become a trainer, I will likely need a website. oh yeah my test is August 1st...when I was being impulsive, I decided that a test date would make me take this more seriously.....nopeee. I would LOVE to be qualified to help people lose weight and all, but I am so damn lazy and the irony of that is not lost on me. I seriously have got to get it together. I should call this blog get it together because every week I have something else I need to get on the ball about. But no matter what I do, I plan on blogging for a while because I like to write and some of you weirdos think this is funny/enjoy my commentary on life. so without further ado...

 

This week has been decent, actually. I'm learning to chill the fuck out, slowly but surely. I seriously just can't live in this constant state of stress. I'm not the all around good time I once was. and well, I love that Nessie. She's incredibly witty, funny and she doesn't worry her life away. But sometimes the "well on instagram homegirl lost 100 pounds in 6 months so clearly I'm doing something wrong, better cut out every bit of fun I'm having so I can get on her level" Nessie comes out to play and by play I mean worry about every single meal and every single workout. It's fine to be aware of what you're eating but eating 1 single reese's egg and almost crying about it, is a weeee bit much. It was 1, not the whole pack, and what's done is done. Move on. I've done more good than bad this week, and it all evens out. That's how I'm looking at it. I also haven't been on the scale, but get this. This week at work was ROUGH. I'll spare you all (myself) the details but I fell out of my chair and half the office came running over. After I left work, I decided to go to Old gravy (navy) on airport road to get some new work clothes and decided because I was clearly glutton for punishment today to try on some clothes that generally wouldn't fit, because of the way they're made. I found this bangin black and white maxi skirt that I NEED, but I don't have a top to go with it and a plain tee-shirt top looks weird. So I found a black flowy tank top that buttons down the front, and it fit and I looked smaller in it. Clearly it was made with the magical hairs of Jesus for that all to happen but really. I didn't buy it because who is gonna pay $25 dollars for a tank top?! not this girl.

 

In other news, my new office doesn't have a cafeteria, so awesome right? no, because they have this thing where they have like 5 places that deliver every day and every day it's different foods. so if you forget your lunch, just order online, and it's delivered at noon. Bad news? it's like 12-15 dollars, for stuff that if you actually went to the restaurant would be maybe 6-8. I made that mistake once last week and will likely not do it again. notice I said likely. I just don't even know what to take for lunch because I suck at life. I know I have to find some decent stuff to snack on, otherwise I'll be starring in an episode of my 600 pound life. There is SO MUCH CANDY to be had, and breakfast pastries and coffee and hot chocolate and god knows I don't drink plain coffee. they also have a mountain dew machine there. awesome, I KNOW RIGHT. bad. bad. bad. for my kidneys, my blood sugar, everything. bad. but so yummy and full of caffeine. and carbs. a bottle has like 60g which is almost half of what I get in a DAY. whooooooops.

 

So I was creepin around pinterest yesterday, trying to find some good dinner ideas that won't be too hard because like I am not a putter together of things, I'm not a cooker of things either. I ran across this gem:

 

 

"you should base the rest of your week on how you do this day" "eat the correct portion sizes, if not a bit smaller" Seriously, what the hell. It is my humble opinion that you shouldn't base the rest of your week on what the fucking scale says. Jesus. I've tried that. It's no bueno. You know what you should do instead? probably not weigh yourself and just do whatever it is you said you were gonna do and move on with your life. If you're paleo'ing, weight watchin, iifyming, whateverrrr. I haven't weighed myself in 3 weeks, but my clothes are feeling a little looser, and while I'm not 100% on my nutrition and workouts, I FEEL better and that's MUCH more important than a number. If the scale doesn't say what you think it should, you shouldn't cut your calories in half and then workout 3 times a day to hit a certain number. Which is what I feel like this is insinuating. And as far as "if not a bit smaller goes", well fuck that too. I mess around with portion sizes so I can fit stuff in my macros, and by stuff I think we all know I mean poptarts, reese cups, ice cream and peanut butter bagels. HOWEVER, all of that fits in this puzzle to equal the numbers I've been given.  I'm eating like 155g of protein a day, and then I get like 150g of carbs and 60g of fat, but I'm not being like oh a serving of strawberries is 1 cup. Better only eat 3/4 of a cup because this random ass picture on pinterest said it was a good idea. I don't know why this bothered me as much as it did, probably because like 10 people I follow on pinterest pinned it to their "healthy ideas" board. and I don't like it. and this is my blog. and it's my mouth I can say what I want to. #thanksmiley

 

Anyways kids, I'm ready for week 2 of my new gig and a vacation haha. I want to go to the beach SO BAD but bad news. fair skinned fran here burns like bacon in about 3 minutes. I don't know what the deal is but I can get sunburned on the drive home from work. And well, I don't love the ocean. Shark Week has scarred me for life. I can't swim that well, and bull sharks can be in knee deep water, and they're the kind that bite you and then bite you again. MY LIFE. I just like the sand, and the pool and being somewhere other than my house. I'm also considering going to a Dana Lin Bailey Warhouse camp. Except it's 9 hours each way to Leesburg, PA. I really. really. really. really. really. want to go. and I may. I mean, I drove myself to Nashville, TN alone...I can make it through like 6 states alone, right?

 

maybe.

 

but I did learn something good this week. Attitude is the difference between an ordeal and an adventure. and well my life is one big adventure.

 

adventure is out there. #UPquotesFTW #thatmoviemademeweep

 

and in my case, adventure is everywhere. but life is more fun that way.

 

till next week, friends.