Today was a long day. My choices were good and not so good.
Ever have one of those conversations where you talk so much and get so..passionate that your voice starts to hurt? I had one of those today. It felt really good.
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My gym is pretty awesome. Its huge, has a gagillon machines, classes, a roid rage room (where all the buff meathead dudes go to grunt..I mean workout) a day care room, a spin room, and one of the coolest parts is in the women's locker room. They have this area where you can lift weights and do some machines that you may otherwise be too embarrassed to use in the public rooms. I don't really have an issue with using the "public" machines, but today I decided to use the ones in the locker room. There were some other women doing their thing 3 of which were chatting. As the space is not very large I hear their conversation. They are talking about Perez Hilton. I have no real interest. Then they are talking about a few celebrities. Still no real interest. Then I hear one of the girls say "Oh my God, she is so fat. She looks all gross and bloated." Now I am interested. They are talking about Miley Cyrus. WHAT? FAT?
I am no Miley fan, but she is by no standards fat. I was so disgusted with the conversation that I left the locker room. No wonder women have such issues. A girl who is probably a size 2 is being called fat AND it was probably just an unflattering photo. It's comments like this that make girls like me feel bad about their bodies, even when they are healthy. I would rather work out with the dudes that grunt than the girls that talk.
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Today was a long day. A friend of mine who I haven't seen in a while called me this afternoon to see if we could meet for dinner(where I had the stellar conversation). Since I worked both jobs today and did not plan on eating out I was very hungry. I had time before we were meeting, but not enough to go home, so I went to the grocery store and bought a mandarin orange fruit cup and some carrots. I did this for 2 reasons: 1) I was hungry and 2) I was hungry and if I went to dinner hungry I would have made some very poor choices and probably overate.
I didn't pick the best meal but the grocery trip, I think, is just a small step in the right direction.
Today's shout out goes to the men I judge at the gym "the meatheads". I will try harder not to judge you so harshly.
Quote of the day: I may be fat, but you're a bitch. -bumper sticker
What I ate:
Protein Shake
Slice of ww bread with pb
apple
granola bar
chicken with pasta
orange x2
carrots
2 tacos (not so good choice but worth the extra time I will have to put in tomorrow)
some tortillas
watermelon
3 bottles of water
Sangria
Activity:
12.5 miles on the bike and a few upper body weights
Love
-K
Agree with you but just barely, especially after the "ultimate meathead" sighting I had today at the gym. There was a guy strutting around who was wearing a one piece spandex tank with the shortest short shorts I've ever seen a la King Kong Bundy (he was a WWF wrestler in the 80s--look him up if you don't know who he is). It took everything in me to not burst out laughing at the dude and I KNOW he thought he was hot shit!
ReplyDeleteIf I looked as skinny as miley cyrus, I would be the happiest camper in the world. I believe my last statement about her was annoyance at the fact that her thighs do not touch. Who are these women commenting on how bloated she is??? As sad as it is, that's how we boost our own egos, by putting other people down. Also, the grunting was one of the reasons I turned my ipod's volume up too loud and subsequently probably have permanent hearing damage. When I went to the gym, I had my own little work out mix with songs that I knew would pump me up and get me into a rhythm. If i felt like I was fading and needed a kick in the butt, I'd flip through until I got to one of those songs. My go-to's were "Go Hard or Go Home" by E40, "Run This Show" by Kat De Luna, and my personal favorite, "Heartbreaker" by Pat Benetar.
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