That's Not What I Meant
Your catchy tagline here.
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Scales.
I got on the scales today and WAS NOT HAPPY.
First, three months ago the doctor changed one of my prescriptions. I’ve taken something similar before, and it caused a lot of weight gain then. Reluctantly, as he seemed to think my other medications were causing my migraines, I switched. I’ve been meaning to call to switch back to the old medication, but never seem to remember. Tomorrow, I’m calling.
Second, I actually lost weight over the holidays last year. Seriously strange, I know. But I was working retail then (or rather, working at all), and was on the move constantly. It probably also helped that I had a somewhat normal schedule and wasn’t able to snack or have any soda during the day.
Third, winter sucks. Less field trips to parks and castles and things have left me much more sedentary than before (aka lazy).
Fourth, being poor sucks. While not starving, food that is cheap is often high in calories, fat and carbs. Thus, I eat more calories, fat and carbs than I should.
This combination of both external influences and my own laziness has caused me to gain something like 10 to 15 pounds in the past year. Not the worst, I know. But no. I’ve made it too far to get sent back. I’m not doing it. No.
While I may not be able to start eating better right away (as my budget doesn’t really allow for many meal options not padded out by potatoes), here is what I know I can do in the here and now.
- No.More.Buying.Soda.Bottles. I’ve said this before, but this time I’m sticking to it. I won’t buy it. If I really crave it, I’ll allow myself a can. But if I keep buying the bottles to keep in the house, I just drink it. If it’s not here, I don’t.
One thing I’ve learned is that, if I completely deny myself something, I just want it more and then I crack and, ultimately, fail at my goal. So, by occasionally indulging, I don’t feel as stressed and can still enjoy myself.
- Cutting down potato portions. I often pad out meals with chips (french fries) or mash or some form of potatoes, as it makes the portion of protein go further. I don’t think I’ll be able to cut them entirely, not at this point due to budget, but for now, cutting back is a big step. However, no crisps (potato chips).
I also have to say - I love my potatoes.
- Less cheese. Sounds stupid, but I love cheese. And now, I will be eating less by making sure to take one serving and not three.
Fact - Dairy aids weight loss. I like dairy, thus, it stays. :)- Better walks for the puppy doggles. The weather’s getting nicer and I intend to start making our walks longer. She needs it, I need it. End of story.
I’m lazy. It’s cold. Due to medical conditions, I’m extremely intolerant to extreme temperatures and walking the dog in the bitter cold just makes me literally ill. Better weather, better walks.
- Exercise routine. I’ve been debating with myself for the past week over HOW I want to exercise and WHAT I want to do. I have a bike, but it doesn’t ride as nicely as I’d like (and I hate riding my bike alone through Plains). On nice days, I’m going to go to the quarry up behind our estate and doing some jogging, jumping jacks - those sorts of things. On crappy days, since we have an old woman living below us, I think sit ups, crunches and some ‘Walk Away the Pounds’ tapes will suffice. I also have to see if my Mum can send my ‘Girls Next Door Walkout’ DVD. Cheesy, but I like it.
Most of my weight loss goal will be through exercise, as, at least at the time, I can’t really afford to change my eating habits. And, frankly, I don’t eat that much. I know everyone says that, but I really don’t. Most of my problem is the soda and sweets, in addition to not moving.
So there. My plan. And, since it’s on the internet, I have to stick with it, right?
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365 Pieces of Fiction: Sparkles
Words cannot describe my amusement.
Based on suggestions by Colleen Coffey
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Dave walked into the living room where Halley was curled up on the couch, deep in a book.
“Whatcha readin’?”
“Twilight,” she said without looking up.
“Why!?”
“Because it’s fun! And romantic. And he sparkles.”
Dave had had enough.
“Sparkles? …
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Follow 'Colleen's Not Scottish'
So, I have a new tumblr that I’m using to, specifically, document my time here in Scotland. Go follow that, if you aren’t already. It’s fun. And probably more interesting than this tumblr is.
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Hope.
‘You know what hope is?
Hope is a bastard;
Hope is a liar, a cheat, and a tease.
Hope comes near you; kick its backside.
Got no place in days like these.’ (Picture Window – Ben Folds)
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I could love you.
It’s true. I could.
I might.
It might be true. It’d be sudden, yes, but it could be true.
Is this what it feels like to love someone?
I thought I was in love before, but I don’t remember feeling this way. Not at all. Not even a bit.
This is different.
Liberating.
And confining.
I have no hope. There’s no reason for it. I’ve given it up. This all hurts enough without hope.
I had hope. But I’ve given it up. There’s no reason to continue to hope if there’s nothing left to hope for.
This has all left me broken. I’m not even sure why. There’s no justifiable reason to feel broken after this. There’s nothing to be broken from.
Correction.
There is. You’re an asshole.
So there is something to be broken from. But at the same time, it still feels menial in the grand scheme of things.
I’m done hoping that my heart will heal.
Correction.
I’m done thinking that you will heal my heart.
I’ll heal my own heart. I’ll move on. I’ll love again.
But I doubt it could ever be the same with anyone else.
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Tonight, I made Pasta Carbonara for dinner. It was wonderful, and super super easy.
I’d like to thank ‘Sorted’ for the recipie, which can be found here - Pasta Carbonara.
Only changes I made were that I used regular streaky bacon instead of the italian bacon and made some chicken to go with it (protein is important!)
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This is what happened when I tried to start packing. It’s a hot freaking mess.
My goal list has changed for today - after getting everything done for tonight, I’m cleaning my room. At least, I’m doing laundry and getting shit out of my way so that I don’t break anything. I just really wish the back would do itself. Apparently, it hasn’t decided to do that for me yet.
Oh well.
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Things I Will Miss About The Greater Philadelphia Area (Part One)
Wawa.
Fritz’s Bakery.
The R7.
Great American Pub.
Six Flags Great Adventure.
Drexel University.
Philly Theatre Talk (my baby!) and the Philly Fringe Festival.
Local cover bands.
Going downtown with my Mom to just hang out.
Random walks around Croydon.
Scrapple.
Pork roll.
Croydon Pizza.
Taking the train home after drinking excessively on campus.
To be continued…
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I’m amused.
loverwife: theinnertempest: (via aneraofmagic)
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Realizations on Youth
Yesterday, I went back and read some of my ‘blogs’ from when I was in high school.
I discovered two things.
- I was dumb.
- Everyone I was around was just as dumb as I was.
Oh, and that my life was much more complicated when I was 16. Teenage years come with drama, living at home and being broke. Your twenties come with still being broke, still living at home, and still dealing with other people’s crappy drama.
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Nerdfighters and Harry Potter. That’s love. AND because I’d love a book eight.
Colleen is a playwright, born and raised in Philadelphia, but currently based in Glasgow, UK. She obsessed with Harry Potter.
