So last week I decided to go a on diet. Well, I've been contemplating this for about a month, but just never got around to it and then my friend Marci was going on and on about this whole fitness kick thing she's been having so I thought after I have fully gorged memorial day weekend I well do it. So Marci's thing is working out in the morning, "I swear, it will give you more energy throughout the day."

:::make face::: I'm skeptical. I'm not a morning person. I hate mornings. I worked at a job for three years where I woke up every day at 6am and every single day for three years I had to snooze my alarm at least five times and then slowly and painfully dragged myself out of bed.

I still do, but not as bad since I no longer have to wake up so early. So last night I said to myself, I'm gonna wake up at 8, run a mile or two take shower, have some coffee and be just in time to leave for work.

...and this morning. I woke up at 6:30am to pee. Thought....hmmm...this is good I'm early.....Climbed back into bed didn't look at my alarm again unitl 8:30am and shrugged. I guess the running isn't gonna happen and went back to sleep.

Luckily I woke up around 9:05 make some coffee with some vanilla nut creamer and edited some photos instead.

I texted Marci, tried to run this morning. Couldn't get out of bed so I ran in my sleep instead.

She said, good luck with that.

I said, well, I didn't lose any weight, but I'm well rested.

I took a yogurt to work with me. So that gave me something to play with until break time in which I decided to go to starbucks. I LOVE COFFEE! I can go every crazy diet imaginable, but I will never cut out coffee. I would just die!

"I will have a ICED VENTI (YIKES!) MOCHA (Goodbye diet, maybe tomorrow) NONFAT  NO WHIP (Whew! I saved myself, there is still hope.)"

So then after work I bought some diet pills.....stop looking at me like that....don't judge me. I have no will power. I need them.....really....

By the time I came home at 5pm I was so hungry I "snacked" on some turkey, chicken nuggets (breaded chicken doesn't count in my diet book apparently), and an orange before my dinner of a salmon with some garlic butter lemon and soy sause....and the whole time I thought about pasta.

After dinner I sorta sat around on my couch and watch tv for a couple of hours, including the hills....and other various shows until I finally I got my ass up and took out my running shoes.

I ran for about 1/2 a mile and took an intermission to take a poop and then ran another 1 and 1/2 miles. I don't even know how I run 2 miles, since the whole time (even though the tv was on with a sorta interesting show) I was thinking just one more minute on this speed time....okay 30 seconds...okay ten seconds....and that went around in a full circle until I reached 2 miles.

After that I jumped roped, did a small amount of crunchies, some more jump rope....and now I'm sitting here thinking about something to snack on...chips perhaps...I love chips......I'm hopeless I tell you.