Cordelia ,'Lessons'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I also lose weight when depressed. And the exercising does help in keeping both the pounds and the depression at bay - one of the many reasons why I take a run on my lunch break. Mmmm, sun.
Running a lot also means I can't fast. I fast, I can't run, and I get mega-cranky.
Chewing just seems like such an effort when I'm really upset. Food just makes me feel ill.
I don't run, but I will do sit-ups, push ups, and now box (Mr. Jane bought me a bag after I put my fist through a window). I will take the dogs on long walks or dance for cardio.
I'm a yo-yo dieter, even when depressed. Mild depression - I eat, anything and everything. Severe depression - I stop eating because I feel like I'm choking. My big problem is getting excersize; I don't. It's one thing to know I need to and another to actually do it.
Deena, I love that tea pot! It looks like it should be yours, I'm mad that Target didn't have it in stock for you.
I really want a heavy bag, I just have no place to put it. My upper body would be fierce.
I tend to eat when I'm depressed, but I can't eat when I'm stressed out.
I'm working on dieting now. Breakfast was hot cereal made with soy milk, lunch was a quesadilla with low-fat cheese and whole wheat tortillas, and dinner will be veggie buffalo wings and celery sticks. Not perfect, but a definite effort for good carbs and lots of veggies and protein. (Just made tomorrow's lunch, too. Some salad with tomatoes and bleu cheese; some pasta salad with whole wheat pasta, peppers, artichokes, and basil; some tomatoes and fresh mozzerella; and some sauteed chard. I can stick with healthy lunches so much more easily when I use my lunchbox.)
Well, how about that. Appears I'm going to Mexico with former boss next week.
Call you from Mexican jail!
Call you from Mexican jail!
Don't call Cass, she'll just get all "TOLD you so" and leave you there to rot.
She do that to you, too??
Bitch has SUCH an attitude when it comes to narcotics.
I'm a yo-yo dieter, even when depressed. Mild depression - I eat, anything and everything. Severe depression - I stop eating because I feel like I'm choking. My big problem is getting excersize; I don't. It's one thing to know I need to and another to actually do it.
Sail is me. Hence the recent weight gain. I guess that's better than the craxy weight loss of a couple summers ago, but gah. Would like my clothes to fit, please. They're pretty and I can't afford new ones.
(But I can afford that gym membership I never use...yeah...umm....)