Friday, December 11, 2009

Pretty decent day...until the end...

So, I managed to limit myself to a six inch sub from subway today. It was a grand total of maybe 350 calories. I drank green tea and water throughout the day. Then when I got home to watch a movie, I broke down and indulged in vanilla ice cream with andes mints on top. It was just a little mug full, but I feel like such a failure now.

Tomorrow, I'm on a mission to find one of those sit up bars that you can get to put under a door. I need to do some crunches. I like doing them, but I'm a little more stable when I use something sturdy. I don't do them well in the middle of the floor. I would go power walking again, but lately the mall has been so chaotic with Christmas shoppers. And while I like the challenge of walking through an obstacle course, its become too overwhelming that I get stopped so many times it's just not worth it. Ah well. Time to find a better calorie burning exercise. Maybe I'll head to Dick's tomorrow and see what I can find.

Song for today: Crash by Cavo
You're a beautiful wreck now you're out of control
Crossing the double lines
You're a perfect disaster road to catastrophe
You don't stop for the signs
Heartbreak waiting to happen
Headlights cut through the rain
Tears hit the windshield
And I can't look away

Every mile gets you further away from the past
Feels like you're shattered and covered in broken glass
And I'll be here at the end the next time you crash

Time turns to rust and it's hard for you to trust
Every turn every shoulder you feel
But I'm right here when it's just too much
You can let me take the wheel
Heartbreak waiting to happen

Every mile gets you further away from the past
Feels like you're shattered and covered in broken glass
And I'll be here at the end the next time you crash

Crash, I'm right here waiting for you
I'm right here in front of you
Just ask and I'll hold your breath in my hands and save you from when you crash

Every mile gets you further away from the past
Feels like you're shattered and covered in broken glass
And I'll be here at the end the next time you crash

Every mile gets you further away from the past
Feels like you're shattered and covered in broken glass
losing control, can't you see that you're running to fast
I'll be here the next time
And I'll pick you up the next time you CRASH





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