January 23rd, 2006

desert fox mouth open

up and down like a yo-yo

I'm feeling rather moody this morning. I think I slept too much last night, having gotten almost twelve hours of sleep, and even the sunshine outside doesn't seem to be making much of a difference. Maybe I just need to give it a bit more time before it has some effect on my groggy self.

My stomach is on the fritz because I actually decided to try and eat breakfast. Go figure! It's nothing major really; just a little bit of indigestion but it's annoying.

In other news, my appetite is a fraction of what it used to be and I'm still not able to lose weight. I'm eating less, and making better food choices overall, to no avail. I am by no means starving myself but I tend to stop eating when I'm full now instead of trying to finish everything on my plate. Sometimes, if it's really delicious, I'll try and stuff a bit more in my stomach but generally not to the point where I feel bloated, which used to be what I'd do. I've pretty much cut pop out of my diet, don't supersize my meals and haven't been eating at places like McDonald's nearly as much as I was. I'm also walking a bit more than I used to. Not a lot more mind you but I'll walk an extra block or two before hopping on a streetcar or subway. It's not enough to build muscle or anything but it gets the body moving and the heart pumping so it's better than nothing... or is it?

I'm putting this behind a cut simply because it's a lot of the same whining and complaining that you've all already been subjected to. Collapse )