bibbity bobbity boom

Not weighing myself for the last 2 weeks has been somewhat liberating. I have been eating non-stop and it's time to stop making excuses for myself. Now. After the hiatus, I am retuning to weigh in on Wednesday and ending this almost off program shlump I've been in. I'm not 100% adjusted to being on GO! mode 24/7 but I'm tweaking my schedule.

So I already know I have 69 of 168 hours each week accounted for with activities I have no choice in. If I try to get at least 7 hours of sleep each night that's another 56 I don't have. Add at least 1/2 hr to commute to school from work, internship from home and back and that's 6 less. Bringing me a grand total of: 37 hours a week to: cook & eat, work out, do homework, write papers, socialize?, grocery shop, do laundry, clean my apartment and any other miscellaneous thing that comes up.

May I also add that Six Flags New England SUCKED. Plus I have had this nasty knee pain all weekend, and upon closer inspection I noticed the top of my (tibia?) shin bone is kindof popping out of my leg. I have been ignoring this pain/affliction because ALL areas of my life involve me walking a lot. My gym membership has officially expired and I am doing home DVD's until Wednesday when I can get over there again and re-enroll...because NOT having a gym membership is not an option for me.

I'm not complaining. I promise. I just realized some more of why my eating was so unhealthy last week. I was PMSing, stressed and worried about how things would get done! And you know what? Things still kind of got done.

Now I can spring my plan of regaining control back into action...