There's this shimmy thing, right? And I wear cast iron undergarments designed to discourage shimmy. So all that's shakin' is stuff that no one wants to see behaving that way. Mostly I like my body, really I do, but sometimes I get annoyed with this baroque, super-girly figure I have. Whatever my weight, it's the same body style, just different sizes. It's like huge Tammy Faye eyelashes I can't take off. It would be fun to be rangy, just for a day.
That concludes the complaint portion of this post*. Here's the rest of the report:
Exercise: Zumba. Weights tomorrow.
Food: Planned (yay), Journaled (yay), Ate Peeps (no!) So around 2,000 calories which is overshooting my goal, and 260 carbs, which is too many. We'll try again tomorrow. I planned out the day, anyway.
Diet Soda: One. Drat.
So there you have it. How was your day?
*except the part where I note that today I worked both in and outside the home and I had not one minute to myself not one and I've not done the thing my boss wants from me and it's getting late and I need to have some fun at some point damn it. Obviously.