"D" day #1 - will I survive
I did all the right things last night, got my bag ready so I would have a change of clothes, packed food for the day and filled water bottles with good water to drink today. Trudged upstairs and set both of the alarms as I overselpt that morning due to no alarm going off (not sure what happened) and tried to get a good night sleep.
Today well it is only 8:30 am and already I hate life. Let's see woke up alone again seems hubby didn't come to bed again (we really should just sleep in different rooms). Got myself ready and was almost out the door when "HE" asked the question I hate most from his mouth "is everything alright". I want to scream NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! but that is not the answer he wants to hear he wants "oh yes everything is just perfect" and it is not. Of course I tried to get out before I exploded and well I didn't make it.
Gym was good not to many people there so I had the machines to myself, so that worked well in my favor. I did weigh myself and found I am at 217.5 so I have a long way to go. I sweated for 1/2 an hour, checked to make sure that they have lockers and showers (they do) and left for the day.
I really felt good about the workout and can hardly wait to get back into normal clothes and not the ballon ones I have been forced to wear due to - well I don't know if my stomach is bloated because of the surgery or what. But I can't get my pants to zip without feeling like I can't breath. I refuse to buy any more clothes as I have plenty in my closets.
So he left me two messages while I was at the gym one I really found stupid. "Call me when you get done doing whatever it is your doing" - What the fuck, what am I doing!!
Today well it is only 8:30 am and already I hate life. Let's see woke up alone again seems hubby didn't come to bed again (we really should just sleep in different rooms). Got myself ready and was almost out the door when "HE" asked the question I hate most from his mouth "is everything alright". I want to scream NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!! but that is not the answer he wants to hear he wants "oh yes everything is just perfect" and it is not. Of course I tried to get out before I exploded and well I didn't make it.
Gym was good not to many people there so I had the machines to myself, so that worked well in my favor. I did weigh myself and found I am at 217.5 so I have a long way to go. I sweated for 1/2 an hour, checked to make sure that they have lockers and showers (they do) and left for the day.
I really felt good about the workout and can hardly wait to get back into normal clothes and not the ballon ones I have been forced to wear due to - well I don't know if my stomach is bloated because of the surgery or what. But I can't get my pants to zip without feeling like I can't breath. I refuse to buy any more clothes as I have plenty in my closets.
So he left me two messages while I was at the gym one I really found stupid. "Call me when you get done doing whatever it is your doing" - What the fuck, what am I doing!!
posted by Unknown | 8:23 AM
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