Well the stress bubble has officially popped and I am on the verge of going crazy. The scale was up this morning (2 lbs.) I ate like crap yesterday, we had Rosie and I was shaking I was so hungry so Derek ran and got Boston Market, what was I thinking?!? I don't even like the food that much, but I was hungry and I needed something to eat.
Anyways, tonight is my last night of class this semester. I have a 20 minute presentation to give and I can't get my leg to stop bouncing. I am anxious to be done for a few weeks but I HATE standing up in front of everyone. I feel bloated and ugly. Maybe if I drink some water this afternoon the scale will forgive me for my mistakes over the past few days.
This is a crazy busy week for me. I have meetings ALL day tomorrow and then dinner and a play with 5 of my close girlfriends. Friday night is the official unofficial Christmas party with my co-workers. Saturday I am baking cookies with grandma and watching Rosie. No stopping I guess until Sunday! Oh well.
Wish me luck for tonight, I will check in with everyone tomorrow if I get a break in between meetings!!!!
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Hey - I feel your pain. I too ate like crapola yesterday and didn't work out - thanks to the fertility doc!! It happens, it is life and you are FAR from fat and ugly!!! You are beautiful, strong, smart, loved and an inspiration to me. It really kind of upsets me to hear you talk about my friends like that - give my buddy a break - K??
You're going to WOW them tonight so relax, deep breath, glass of water and then a stiff drink after it's all over!! Hug yourself for me because you are a total ROCKSTAR!! I am soooo proud of you!
Ahhh...you've come so far and I agree with steph you are FAR from fat and ugly!!!
I'm so glad I came across your blog, it's such an inspiration to me. Keep your head up, the end is near! :)
So how'd ya do??? I was thinking of you and said a prayer!
(((HUGS)))
I know you feel icky right now, but if it helps you'll probably be one of the (if not the) SKINNIEST girl there. Maybe if you just a teensy weensy bit bloated it'll keep them all from hating you for looking so fabulous, thus rendering them able to listen to your presentation.
(and that's how I turn horribly bad things like bloating into a good thing...)
Good Luck. You're going to rock their socks off, my friend. (And I'll be praying for you and your nerves to boot!)
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