Sunday morning. The weekends go by too fast, even when I do nothing. It's 4:30 and I'm still up, as in...it's still Saturday night for me. Then I'll sleep late and my sleep schedule will be all effed for the rest of the week. I'm nocturnal, what can I say? I just wasn't meant for the rat race. Maybe the bat race. It works because they rhyme, see?
So I have a list for Sunday. Gotta do laundry and hopefully get the oil changed and I gotta go buy some healthy groceries. I was planning on going to Whole Foods to scoff at the prices and be stared at by yuppies. I'll prolly still do that so I can try to find some of that Amazing Grass shit everyone keeps talking about. Me and veggies aren't exactly pals, so I gotta try to get the good stuff in through sneaky and expensive ways.
You know, the first time I did Weight Watchers, I lost like 40 pounds in four months before I quit and gained back 80. But...I only did it online, and I didn't really know anything about it except that you get a number of points and you eat that much and that's it. I didn't know anything about the weekly 35 or the Healthy Guidelines or any of that shit. I wouldn't eat all day then have a whole medium thin-crust Pepperoni Pizza from Pizza Hut and call it a day. Best.Diet.Ever.
Then one day some buzzkill's all like "well what about your daily oil? and what about your fruits and veggies? and what about blah blah blah?" and I'm all "...but...what?" Too much information, dudez. Trying to ration out points for stuff I hate fucking sucked and the next thing I knew I was back to my old ways.
So then I spent a brick of time yesterday all like "Man, I should just go back to my old-school rebel Weight Watchers way...that shit worked!" But like, that's probably not healthy. And I think at this point in my life, I need to be less concerned with getting thin (ha!) and more concerned with getting healthy. Because my health is for shit. I'm diabetic, which I'm sure is no shock to anyone here, but more than that, I'm like DIABETIC 2 the EXXXTREME! I'm 31 and I take a shot and 2 pills a day JUST for diabetes. Then pills for cholesterol and my impending heart explosion AND...an aspirin a day. That's a lot of shit. And I HATE taking pills. But taking a cholesterol pill every day is easier than choking down oatmeal every morning because I hate that too. I hate a lot of shit.
I need to get over it. I've eaten pretty much every bad food in the world, so I guess it's time to move on. Time to eat the green junk. Ugh.
I'll start with giving up sugar. That's the plan this week. Nothing with sugar unless it's like...fruit. I can do that. I love fruit. And I wanna try to have smaller dinners. I am a points hoarder and I routinely come home from work with about 20-25 points in my back pocket. That's over a thousand calories in one meal. Too much.
Optimism. No birthdays or potlucks this week. OPTIMISM!