The world hates me.

Seriously, the world does NOT want me to go to the gym. Basically, I'm always low on bottoms I wear to the gym (which is weird considering how much I dance). I only have my leggings, or my little joggers, and I kind of alternate between those (which means I have to do pretty frequent washing/laundry). So I go and leave my leggings at home. DOH. I figure, hmm, that's ok, I'll just have to wash my joggers more regularly... only to go to get my joggers from my drawer before the Body Attack class and find them missing!! I searched everywhere, but no luck. What!! How am I meant to go to the gym now??

I ended up wearing these stupid 'genie trousers' (as A calls them)... they're good to dance in but I looked ridiculous, especially as I already have ridiculous-looking trainers (I wear dance sneakers, which look like black, ugly trainers.) I looked awful! I tried not to look in the mirrors too much but it's hard when you're surrounded by them. Ugh. And then, I go to Body Attack, generally have a blast, until I get to the end and find I've developed BLISTERS from wearing those stupid trainers. C'mon, does someone up there dislike me? Or not want me to exercise or something??

I don't have time to go to the gym tomorrow (boo), so I hope they're gone by Thursday... on Thursday I'm thinking a couple more exercise classes, namely Body Combat (I LOVE boxing workouts) followed by Body Balance, which is a bit like yoga and stuff. Body Attack was a lot of fun today. .something.so.small - I didn't know it could burn 1000 calories! I'm not sure I did today, I got so tired by the end, I should have been giving it more energy. The sore feet didn't help. It was a bit like a fitness DVD, but obviously there was more pressure as it was a class. Even the fitness instructor looked like she was in pain by the end. There was a really fun bit where we had to sprint as fast as we could around the room - I seemed to revert back to childhood at that point and just run around screaming 'WAAA' in my head. Ah, good stuff.

I wrote myself a contract yesterday. Wanna hear it?

'I, Q, promise myself that I will go to the gym as often as I can, and feel satisfied after a high-intensity workout. I promise that I'll only eat when I'm HUNGRY, and when I do eat, it will be nutritious and filling [i.e. not crap]. I promise that I'll eat some sort of fruit or vegetable with every meal, except breakfast on occasions [I figure cereal's ok on its own]. I promise to start eating MUESLI. I promise to only have one cup of coffee a day, and to replace the whole milk with skimmed or semi-skimmed [I knoooow, I drink coffee with whole milk! Argh, please don't hate me... I could never drink whole milk in any other way. I'm currently enjoying a cup with skimmed milk and no sugar, so it proves I don't need it. I only put semi-skimmed as that's what's bound to be the only thing at home]. I will only eat chocolate very sparingly - hot chocolate can satisfy my cravings. I will not drink fizzy drinks or chocolate milk, I will always opt for the SMALL version of everything [i.e. no more 'I'll have a regular Morning Glory smoothie, please!], and I will only be allowed milkshake once a week. I promise to take advantage of [the market road near where I live] and buy most of my groceries FRESH.

Signed,

Q'

Sounds good, huh? Nice to get it down in writing. My food today has consisted of:

Brekkie: a small bowl of branflakes
Snack: an apple
Lunch: a leafy salad with cherry tomatoes and grapes, no dressing
Snack: a hot chocolate
Snack pre-gym: a bag of Special K bite things (99 cals)
Dinner: a jacket potato with leafy salad filling and a grilled sausage

And I'm drinking coffee right now. Hmm, looking back at it, it seems like I'm eating SO MUCH. This healthy eating stuff is gonna take a while to get used to.

Until tomorrow, then!

Q x