well it happened again. i was on the bus and i thought i was saying something totally relevant to tessa but it came out really stupid. the weird part is, when i'm saying the stupid thing, she hangs on to my every word like she actually cares about my dumbass opinion. i should really start that whole think-before-you-talk thing everyone does..
yesterday i was really proud of myself because i did a totally proactive afternoon routine. so today when i got home, i was super inspired, however this time i failed miserably. i thought ok, i'll do my homework, i won't pig out, i'll shower so i can straighten my hair tonight, i won't pig out, then i'll exercise! and won't pig out some more. yeah, right.
i put on my sports bra (i only own one --- i'm not active) and feel suuuper cool. i can do this. i put on a shirt, cuz i'm civilized, some shorts and socks and walk down to my basement to "work out." i didn't exactly think through the process of how i was going to "work out" but i was acting like it. so i get down there and sit to put on my tennis shoes and then---- completely collapse. i start going thru in my mind what "working out" would mean: putting on shoes, turning on the treadmill, running. what the hell? i thought, i'm not gonna do that! so i go upstairs and get myself some chocolate-brownie ice cream and sit down with the computer to see what Guiliana Rancic and Ashton Kutcher have tweeted today. oh, my self-esteem is thru the roof right now!
but as i sat down with my brownie ice cream and oreo (yes i restrained: only one oreo), i thought hey, if i do this then maybe i'll feel so guilty i'll have to work out! yes! what a brilliant plan. well, it's been twenty minutes and still nothing. i guess tomorrow will be big sweatshirt day.
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