ugh..love hurts
Friday, February 2, 2007
and I mean literally. So me and food, we're tight. I mean real tight; but unfortunately, it's more of a love-hate relationship we've got going on. I hate the fact that the fatty deposits in a tub of ice-cream will destroy my 'figure' but at the same time, the taste of it is so good, that I feel like telling my miniscule voice within me to shut the fuck up and let me devour the sweet sensation that is the Haagen Daaz icecream. Yum.So anyway, since I've got like my homecoming in about 113 days, I've realized that I've got to like lose 10 pounds in order for me to compensate for the food i'm going to shove down my throat when I get back.
EXERCISE
SMILE
DIET
SMILE
STRETCH
that's going to be the ritual i'm going to have for the next 3 and a half months. *ugh*
So I started exercising in school, weights, the works. I'm lifting tons of pounds and i'm feeling good about myself and then BAM! next day, my calf muscle feels so SORE. And it's especially weird because it's just one calf muscle. The left one, the weakling so to speak.
See food..I love you so much. So much to the point that I actually kill my leg muscles for you. Why do thou hurth me so? (my attempt at Shakesperean English fails miserably but I wanted to be dramatic so bear with me ;p)
