wow. i stink for real. i am sitting here typing and can hardly stand the smell of myself. i just went running and my hair is really wet. i bought new running clothes. they are ugly but they wick away the sweat and supposedly keep me cool. today was hot and i felt okay so maybe just maybe they work.
so yoga jeans - come on people, i posted about them here. i am definitely getting another pair. now they have them in high rise too, sweeeeet. need not want, need not want. they are so comfortable it is ridiculous. and they are nice and dark. and you can put them in the dryer and they will always fit you because they stretch and mold to your body without feeling tight or like they are digging into your muffin top. i hate that feeling.
i have been really good this week. for some reason my body responds really well to laying off starchy carbs. did you know that fitness competitors go off carbs completely to reduce their body fat before a competition? trust me, it's true. i am already about five pounds lighter than i was on tuesday morning. i know, it's wacky. and i'm aware it's water weight but the bloat is gone. i am still above my comfort zone but by tomorrow morning i might be less than a pound away and as we all know, less than a pound really means zero.
my mom said i shouldn't worry so much about what i weigh ... that is a far cry from what she used to tell me when i was chubbier in high school and university. you know, the "do you think you should be eating that?" looks. i thought you ate six hours ago! what are you doing back in the kitchen!!!? just kidding ... or am i?
i think i have to be focused on the scale because if i don't check in, i eat too much (what i think is normalish) and it gets out of control and then i feel bad about myself because 1/2 my pants don't fit (thank you yoga jeans for always fitting). i am just not one of those girls who can put the scale away. the scale is my buddy. actually we are more like frenemies haha but i'm not ready to say goodbye yet.
is the scale your friend? and i'm not talking about numbers here. do you need it? without checking in, will you unknowingly gain and face a horrible shock when you finally do step on? duh duh duhhhhhhhhh!
i hope this post isn't too crazy. i am all out of it from a)running and b) my horrid smell. pee-you.