another ulcer-inducing week survived!
where the hell do I begin?
my GAWD this week was a mix of hell and happines.
what's up with that?
*sigh*

'did really well this week with my workouts.
'worked out for 4 days straight:
Saturday - 40 min cardio & abs
Sunday - same
Monday - woke up at 5:30am yes, hard to believe,
and did 30 min cardio & abs
Tuesday - the official start of hell week...but I did a 15
min. jog around the neighborhood at 7am

I am proud of myself.
After 4 days of physical activity
I didn't crave anything.
'was totally satisfied just sitting there,
drinking my water and eating when
I needed to.
'Also felt great. 'didn't feel all shitty and heavy like usual.
also, realized that my emotional dependence on food
ceased.
(boy do i sound like a journal entry from a Jenny Craig participant)

'gonna continue the workout tomorrow morning and sunday
and will hopefully make it the whole week next week.

why does the devil like me so much?
so there I am, Tuesday morning, feeling like I'm on top of the world
cause my heart is actually beating normally.
I had, like, a gazillion times more energy to spare.
'had my day set, handled, scheduled it out just fine.

then, BAMMMMMM!
situations turned to shits again.
just when i thought i turned things around for myself.
just when i regained a new, fresh perspective from my
3-day weekend in LALA land..
someone flipped the switch when i wasn't looking.

'felt like SHIT all day on tuesday.
by the end of that day, I SWEAR i could feel an ulcer
developing.
my stomach was all in knots...I've never felt that sick in my life.
'ended my shitty day at about 8p at work.
THen came home and ended my day with a lovely conflict
with the bf. Thank goodness we communicate cause as
usual we were able to process stuff and come to a compromise.
at least i got to have lunch with my best friend, R...
the only ray of light in my day.

wednesday was no different.
'worked a little slower cause i didn't want to feel sick to my
stomach again.
This time, 'worked for almost 12 hours straight (from 7:30a-7:30p).
then, somehow by Thursday, things started to turn around for the better...
pretty ironic considering that it was the 2nd anniversary of the tragedy
of 9/11
and
the 32nd wedding anniversary of my parents.

'treated mom and dad to massages at the spa -
mom had a hot stone this time
and dad tried the thai massage.
both of them thoroughly enjoyed their treatments.
thank goodness for that cause
moms is a lot easier to deal with when she's relaxed.

then, the five of us: mom, dad, bro, the bf and me
had dinner at Cheesecake factory.
'saw the famous San Francisco twins.
'pigged out on their special Godiva chocolate
cheesecake....yum.
'came home full but happy to be able to spend time with everyone.

friday was just as great.
'was reunited with a friend i hadn't seen in 13 years
who i found out just works 1 block away from me.
'had lunch with close girlfriends
and found a way to get invited to one of their weddings.
I just wanna see the girl get married, that's all.
'don't care about the food or reception.
'just want to share in that part of her life,
especially since she's like a sister to me.

thank goodness the week turned out for the better.
'not sure if I can survive more of these ulcer-inducing weeks, but
at least I know I have survived this one.
there better be a damn reason for all of this, cause
it's definitely not a picnic!