Friday....
Tomorrow I am going to WW after being away a week. It's going to be scary because I know that I have not stayed on program. I haven't strayed wildly from it either. I'm going to take that weight and move on. I'm going to get back on track even if next Thursday is one of the few scary days of the year for all weight watchers. The dreaded Thanksgiving.
I can't beat myself up for the weight. I'm fine when I'm in the zone but the zone is off in the distance right now. It a lot of things...work...RL...the total disruption of routine at work. Work seems to be the source of my food issues right now. I think it's because everybody has stuff on their desks. I also had a weird week where I had to cut my fluids to the bone. Why? Hi, the company took out all the bathrooms on the floor I'm on. I literally have to take a ten minute break as I head off to the Ladies Room. I used to drink two 32oz bottles of water at work. I'm down to a couple of cups of tea. I also gave up coffee. This alone has totally skewed my diet. I was so thirsty that I began eating junk.
I can go on program again and I'll probably lose ten pounds. That's great but I need to lose about forty. The only way I'm going to do that is up my energy level. In January my health insurance changes and they have special deals and rebates on gyms. I need to do this because I'm almost a slug. My job has me sitting on my ass eight hours a day. I have very little contact with people beyond my cube. I'm too tired mentally and sluggish from inactivity to actually do anything. At my highest weight I actually went to the gym three or four times a week and walked a few miles a day. Something happened and if I don't fix it I'll need a wheelchair to get around.
Yesterday
I was given scary October to do. I was not given something which I could increase my production...No, why would anyone what me to be productive especially when it's one of my goals for the year. I was given reviews of six people. One person had over thirty items and I gave them eighteen procedural errors and one payment error...so far. I give up.
My manager sent out an e-mail. There is a big employee recognition event next month. People who have been at the company milestone years like five, ten, etc will get a service reward. I got one last year. The e-mail was to tell us the committee wants us to nominate someone for a special reward. The categories are kind of stupid and I would be distorting reality by choosing someone for any of the categories. I'm on a team where no one needs to interact with anyone else most of the time. I also don't think it's cool to nominate oneself...although I can see myself in a couple of the categories. Whatever...
Roman Dusk
Does anyone remember my quote form the book regarding St Germain and the Mary Sue of the moment? Well, I got to the earth shattering encounter. No offense but it was a "tale full of sound and fury...signifying nothing." There is this a brief heavy petting session which the woman's brother walks in on. This really had better not be the thing that I have suffered through 280 pages to get to. It's quite annoying. And No, I didn't finish the book yet.
The Market
I give up. I'm sick of all this panic. At the rate the Market is dropping it is probably going to crash. It's lost almost fifty percent of it's value this year. I'm not investing any more except for the work 401K. All my other money...what little is left...is going to be used to pay down the mortgage and slowly accrue in the bank. I'm stuck in the stock market for the next six years or I'll lose most of the money it took a long time to save. The next person who even mentions growing my money for my retirement will be shot by me in fit of aggravation.
Work calls...TGIF!!!!!
I can't beat myself up for the weight. I'm fine when I'm in the zone but the zone is off in the distance right now. It a lot of things...work...RL...the total disruption of routine at work. Work seems to be the source of my food issues right now. I think it's because everybody has stuff on their desks. I also had a weird week where I had to cut my fluids to the bone. Why? Hi, the company took out all the bathrooms on the floor I'm on. I literally have to take a ten minute break as I head off to the Ladies Room. I used to drink two 32oz bottles of water at work. I'm down to a couple of cups of tea. I also gave up coffee. This alone has totally skewed my diet. I was so thirsty that I began eating junk.
I can go on program again and I'll probably lose ten pounds. That's great but I need to lose about forty. The only way I'm going to do that is up my energy level. In January my health insurance changes and they have special deals and rebates on gyms. I need to do this because I'm almost a slug. My job has me sitting on my ass eight hours a day. I have very little contact with people beyond my cube. I'm too tired mentally and sluggish from inactivity to actually do anything. At my highest weight I actually went to the gym three or four times a week and walked a few miles a day. Something happened and if I don't fix it I'll need a wheelchair to get around.
Yesterday
I was given scary October to do. I was not given something which I could increase my production...No, why would anyone what me to be productive especially when it's one of my goals for the year. I was given reviews of six people. One person had over thirty items and I gave them eighteen procedural errors and one payment error...so far. I give up.
My manager sent out an e-mail. There is a big employee recognition event next month. People who have been at the company milestone years like five, ten, etc will get a service reward. I got one last year. The e-mail was to tell us the committee wants us to nominate someone for a special reward. The categories are kind of stupid and I would be distorting reality by choosing someone for any of the categories. I'm on a team where no one needs to interact with anyone else most of the time. I also don't think it's cool to nominate oneself...although I can see myself in a couple of the categories. Whatever...
Roman Dusk
Does anyone remember my quote form the book regarding St Germain and the Mary Sue of the moment? Well, I got to the earth shattering encounter. No offense but it was a "tale full of sound and fury...signifying nothing." There is this a brief heavy petting session which the woman's brother walks in on. This really had better not be the thing that I have suffered through 280 pages to get to. It's quite annoying. And No, I didn't finish the book yet.
The Market
I give up. I'm sick of all this panic. At the rate the Market is dropping it is probably going to crash. It's lost almost fifty percent of it's value this year. I'm not investing any more except for the work 401K. All my other money...what little is left...is going to be used to pay down the mortgage and slowly accrue in the bank. I'm stuck in the stock market for the next six years or I'll lose most of the money it took a long time to save. The next person who even mentions growing my money for my retirement will be shot by me in fit of aggravation.
Work calls...TGIF!!!!!