I Couldn’t Stay Away

First and foremost, I want to thank the lovely people who left me super-nice comments on my last post! You rock!

I guess I couldn’t stay away from this site for more than a day after all… oh well.

Anyway, I have the WORST heartburn ever right now. It’s to the point where it almost feels like my esophagus or whatever pipe is down there is actually rubbing against inflamed tissue or something. It doesn’t just burn, but it hurts. I’m about to down some more Maalox though, hopefully that will fix it.

So, onto my weight loss battle plans…

There are four things that I have decided that I need to change. I believe these four things are inhibiting me from losing more weight:

1. I need to get back to exercising twice a day. Since returning to New Hampshire, I’ve slacked off on exercising in a huge way.

2. I need to stop drinking alcohol. Again. Since returning to New Hampshire, I’ve slipped back into my partying, drinking ways. Not so much the post-alcohol munchies thankfully (except for one night over this past weekend). I am allowing myself no more than 1 or 2 drinks a couple nights per week.

3. I need to make a huge effort to drink more water.

4. I need to never eat chinese food again. It bloats me up the next day, makes me feel like crap and just isn’t good for you. (At least the stuff I eat of it, like crab rangoon and fried rice). I find it extremely addictive. Don’t ask me how many days in the past week I’ve eaten it, I’m too ashamed to tell.

So, today is day one on this new improved regime. I did 45 minutes on my exercise bike earlier and will be doing an additional 15 before going to my friend’s house for dinner, where I will be having a plain barbecued chicken breast. I’m on my fourth large glass of iced-cold tap water. (The tap here in NH comes out ice cold and very refreshing, unlike in Tulsa).

Tonight, I am allowing myself one shot of vodka. As mentioned above, I’m going to my friend J’s house. You may remember me talking about her early last year. She was the one who used to constantly offer shots of Goldschlager and fattening, fried food. Well, she’s gotten a lot better with that. She does still drink and offer shots of Gold, but doesn’t try to push it if I turn it down. (Which lately I haven’t). :-/ However, tonight the Gold is a nono. I mean, drinking a shot of Goldschlager with this heartburn can be comparable to say, swallowing a double-edged sword sprinkled with salt.

Last but not least, I will update this blog each night and state whether or not I’ve had a successful day.

Now back to my heartburn.. ow. Like seriously, OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!! This sh*t is killing me. Back to the Maalox bottle I go…