My WoW account expired yesterday, much to the delight of my book contract and my waistline. I suspect the 5 lbs I’ve gained over the last three months have just as much to do with too much WoW as they do with too many flourless peanut butter cookies.
Now that I’m on the pump, I’m paying even more attention to what I’m eating. Again, as I discovered back when I did my health assessment, it’s funny that I’m one of those people who can’t let things slip for a few months. A few months of WoW and cookies and it’s all over. Sucks to be me, but that’s the way it is. At least I catch myself now.
Still working at fine-tuning the insulin for workouts. I hate having to re-calibrate everything again after just getting it down. Not doing well on that front. Continuing to do my workouts at work, but not my additional 2 at the gym. I need to face my fear and just fucking do it.
Just do it.
Personally, I always like the “No Fear” slogan a lot better.
