Oh yeah, dieting and PMS do not go well together, combine that with extreme heat for the month of May and that makes this girl less than a happy camper.
~Note to all male readers...this would be a good time to read another post~
This week I've walked a total of 7 miles. I learned yesterday, thanks to my trusty pedometer that a walk around the hill that I live on is about a 2.24 mile walk. Not bad. I prefer to go to the walking path in Monessen, but I like to have company when I do that, and walking companions are damn hard to find. When I go there I usually get in between 3-5 miles.
So yeah...I feel like this

Not to worry, I'm not exercising and eating a chicken leg. Honest. One would think that when you don't eat as much the scale could have the decency to budge just a little.
Well if it did, I wouldn't know thanks to all the PMS'y symptoms I've got now. Stupid disgusting 5 pounds of water weight that appeared as if by magic over night.
~grumbles~
You can thank me for sharing all of this with you later.
~more grumbles~
On a non - pms-y diety front, The Moody Blues are remastering their first 7 albums adding a bonues disc of stuff we haven't heard and 3 unreleased tracks in September. Justin is obviously taking a cue from David Bowie and planning to buy a mountain somewhere. No, screw it, he wants a whole country. Along with that, there's going to be a 1969 concert cd released as well and in June a DVD of some more concert footage. Not to mention that the Hayward is going to have a DVD out sans other moody men, if his website is to be believed, sometime in the next few months.
Yup, the Moody Men want a mountain, or a country, and definitely they want my money, cos you know, they don't have enough of it yet! Greedy Greedy Greedy!
Pass me the diet pills and the prozac so I can get on with my life.
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