Posts Tagged: diet

So this is how it starts.

I’m slightly ashamed to admit that I have spent about six hours on a site called Thrive Forward. It’s the brainchild of Brendan Brazier, an ultra-athlete and author from Canada (he’s like Jillian Michaels… but with a penis and less menacing), and on it he posts videos of himself walking through farmers markets, running on sandy beaches, and doing various weight training … all while talking about nutrition. I follow Jenny Hadfield (who runners know as Coach Jenny) on Twitter, and she posted a link to this site the other day. The video was about clean eating, and it was… I’m not done yet.

Just Another Manic… Tuesday?

I technically started my day after waking up at 2am this morning, and couldn’t fall back asleep – until, of course, I had to get up for work. I’ve been sleeping like shit lately; my dreams are never-ending puzzles and/or repeats and when I wake up I have a hard time deciphering between what is reality and what is not. I left work and went to music lessons, trying to belt out Fiona Apple’s “Shadowboxer” like it was my job. My music teacher has been begging me for YEARS to sing in my chest voice, and I’m finally doing it…. I’m not done yet.

And then I couldn’t fit into my bridesmaid’s dress.

Tonight, I ended the standstill I had going with trying on my bridesmaid’s dress. I have had the dress for about a month. I didn’t go to get it altered. Why? Because I knew I was fat, that’s why. On top of swearing too much, I also eat too much. Conversely, sometimes I forget to eat. In health speak, this equates to a giant frowny face that means “this is why you’re fat.” If I were trying to be positive, I would say, “Well, Amanda, you’re not obese! You have boobs! You sometimes work out! And every now and then… I’m not done yet.