i’m alive, and i’m disgusting

Yes, it’s been almost a year since i’ve written anything.  i’d like to think that in that year i’ve done some amazing things like running a marathon or travelling somewhere beautiful or learning a new skill or building furniture from scratch.  The truth is… i’m lazy.  That’s all there is to it.  Just lazy.  The most time-consuming thing i’ve been doing is raising a girl, but even she doesn’t demand all of my time.  I just use her as an excuse.  She’s in KS with her grandparents right now so we can have a ’stay-cation’, and instead of doing anything productive with my life, i’ve just been eating, drinking, watching movies, and sleeping.  Which isn’t a bad way to spend a week; it’s something that we can’t do when she’s here, so it’s kind of nice.  But i could have cleaned, painted her bathroom, painted her bed, learned some skills, worked out, cooked healthy food, stuff like that.  Instead, i treated my body like i’m 21 instead of 40 and slept a lot.

Which brings me to my next bitch & moan:  I’m fat.  After noticing that none of my clothes fit me, weighed/measured myself this morning and discovered that i’m heavier and bigger than i’ve ever been in my life (except for when i was pregnant, of course).  I’ve gained 12lbs in less than a month.  Ugh.  And i wonder why nothing fits?  So disgusting.  I wish i had some kind of health issue on which to blame it, but the harsh reality is that i’m a sloth who likes to eat and drink and doesn’t like exercise.

Upon reviewing my stats for the past couple of years, i’ve noticed that naturally i’m in better shape when i log what i eat and drink and when i work out.  That’s where this blog comes in.  I’m dusting it off and trying to get back in the groove of keeping track of my life.  You’re welcome.

One Response to “i’m alive, and i’m disgusting”

  1. Rebecca says:

    Well, helloooooo!

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