My stomach is not cooperating with me today. Think of how awful a combo of cramps and upset stomach would feel - that's my stomach this morning. I had made some chicken soup earlier and it is the only thing staying down. I wish I could stay in bed all day today, but I have an interview this afternoon. So wow...I have a queasy, rotten feeling stomach and fucked up eyebrows - ha! Talk about a winning combination for job interview success. lol.
I am hoping to go scope out the gym in the area this week since everyone else here seems to be keeping up with fitness while I have been lost in the wilderness of sloth and gluttony. Since the news of my impending, now current, unemployment, I had stopped going to the gym - not because I was upset or depressed but because I used my morning gym time to scour the internet for jobs. And with the no gymming, I threw in overeating for good measure. So that has been almost a month, maybe more of solid neglect of my body. Since my scouring then is bearing fruit now, I think I owe it to my satellite-sized ass to start repaying it for its patience. The soup was a great first step - I did not run to Burger King and get fries and a chicken sandwich but meticulously cut up raw fowl and veggies and brought it all to a boil. I am going to be very focused this week. The trick is getting started. Once I get started I am usually fine to continue. And as I just told a friend, I would hate to make my debut at my new job, wherever it may be, as the fat girl. Well, the fat fat girl cause I think I will always be fat. This ass would look rather odd and obscene on a significantly smaller frame.
