Step Away From the Cake

I wrote this post last night but it was not making sense. I have decided to just start over with it. Not even sure why I mentioned last night since I just deleted everything I wrote. Oh well, moving on...... I am a procrastinator and I have to change it. I have been working for 2 weeks and have not made any progress on my proposal. NONE!!!! I have to make some. I put off grading. I haven't made my chemical list. I have a whole list of things to do that I have not even started. I don't want to be like this. Putting things off creates stress because it is constantly on my mind. I have been thinking about my grading all week; haven't done it, but thought about it. What a waste of time and energy. I spend far, far too much time either cruising around Facebook, or playing games, or laying on the couch watching TV. I always seem to put having fun first over doing what needs to be done. That has to stop. I know how to do it, I just don't know how to do it - if that makes

Yesterday's post was written as I was proctoring. I've been feeling pretty fat and lazy for the last couple of weeks and yesterday it all just kind of exploded out of me. Sometimes that is good though and I think in this case, it might have been very good. Starting today, I am starting over. I am determined to lose this weight and I am determined to be active like I want to. I spend far, far too much time hanging around the house and end up sleeping on the couch. No more. Looking back on when I was my thinnest, I was always active. I would get up and workout in the morning, come home and workout at night. On weekends I did long things; bike rides, runs, etc. I did sit around but not as a major part of my day. I need to get back to that place. I need to make movement a priority. So I'm going to do that. I'm going to get up in the morning and do 20 minutes on the treadmill. At night I'm going to walk the dogs and do Crossfit. I have the time, it's summer. And

Yesterday I passed out on theebook couch and flet like I was drugged. I slept fast about 2 hours and just could not seem to shake that drugged dopey feeling. When I finally managed to get my ass up, I tried to figure out what was wrong. I had slept really good the night before, so that wasn't it. What could it be? Then I decided to look at my food. It was 3 pm and i had eaten a whopping 500 calories. Seriously? !?!?! Knowing theft was no way I could eat 1300 poon calories by the end of the night, I tried to get the most bang for my buck. Ate 6 ozs of chicken and a big salad them had ice cream for dessert. Not the beat way to get calories but I ended with almost 1400 and that was a lot better then I thought I would. I am up to 208.208!!!!!! That had to change. I have got to get this eating under control. I was beginning to feel so amazing and now I'm worse off than I started. Something has to change. .. Part of the problem is my foot. It had been so painful that exercisi