Just call me "asshole"

I feel like an asshole. 
I am tired, no matter how much I sleep. 
I am grumpy.
I am slow and sluggish.

I am an asshole. 

Because. 

I've been eating like an asshole.

I have thirty-four, count 'em 34 days to drop 10 pounds...why 10, cause I've practically gained everything back this week. 

Weigh in Today: 169.4 (WTF)
Last Week: 166.8
Weekly Change: (+ 2.6) - again, WTF
Total Change to Date: (-1.4) - UGH
GOAL: 160.8

Reason: My bitch ass didn't blog

Exercise: I ran twice last week and by run I mean a slow ass jog, with Karma---to tell you how slow, I did 0.8 miles, in 11 minutes and 29 seconds. FAT, SLOTHY, ASSHOLE. 

Putting it behind me. It's done. It happened. I weigh 169.7 - time to move on....

This week, I vow to: 

1) BLOG
2) TRY
3) EXERCISE - Going to try to hit three times running, and I'd like to improve my 11:29 time, even if only by 10 seconds...

I'm hoping all this is water weight and by mid week I'm back down again, because I don't know how a human gains 2.6 pounds in one week if they are not with child. Seriously. 

I'm bummed about it, but this is the last I will speak of it - I have put it behind me, and I am moving on...FUCK YOU WEIGHT, see you in hell. 

Also, upset about the Redskins last night, but on the plus side Kristina and Adam cooked me one hell of a yummy dinner, and the Giants won! Welcome back to VA Buck!

This weekend Josh and I are going to Hatteras, so I'll be out of town, but - we should walk this week after work. Any night except Tuesday works for me, that's our anniversary so I'm sure we'll do dinner or something, to which, I vow, to eat healthy! 

Nothing tastes as good as skinny feels - said some bitch that never ate ever. 

Love you ladies, thanks for doing this with me! 
34 days to go - time to haul ass! 

:) 
R