The truth is...

I'm struggling. I'm struggling in almost every aspect of my life. Professionally. Personally. Emotionally. Physically.

These past two weeks have been trying, especially at work. I'm not going to go into details, but a lot of shit has hit the fan and I've been involved in the "what happened" conversations with my boss. I don't mind be a sounding board for people, but the frustration level got to me and I broke down. Things are gradually coming around, but I know now more than ever that I'm ready to leave the teaching field to become an administrator.

I have allowed this to affect me outside of school. I cry. I sleep...a lot. I eat...a lot. And it's the crappy stuff. It's the french fries and pizza. It's the diet sodas and beer. It's chocolate. I. Can't. Stop. I so furious with myself. I'm embarrassed.

I have to figure out how to overcome this.

35 minutes equals...

439 calories.

Did weights for the first time in over a month. My arms feel like jello. My abs hurt. I'm sure walking will be interesting.

But it's time to get back into the game.

Now if I could just get my eating under control. Today was once again, not good. It's not even horribly bad stuff. It's handfuls of Life cereal until I'm stuffed...

Really? Worth it? No.

I need to get it under control or these workouts will be worthless.

What can you do in 48 minutes?

I burned 638 calories doing the old school tae bo. You know, the one where Billy Blanks is wearing some major spandex? Yep. Kicked my arse.

Which is good considering my calories and eating have been out of control these past three days. Not sure why. Boredom. Stress. PMS. Bah.

Well, good-bye 638 calories. I won't miss you.