Hello, cholesterol - Day Three
Rava and I have been eating deep fried chicken skins for three days already. Sigh, I'm very much addicted. As Jo put it, it's like Chicken Joy without the meat (so we wondered how it tastes like with gravy then). Everyone, though, has been commenting on the cholesterol and high blood and all that. Eep. Five days into the new year and I haven't been taking care of myself--one of my goals for the year, aside from the waist thing. Even though resolutions are overrated, I like to think a new year is a nice way to start anew (especially with all my new planners! I'm so obsessed with planners and calendars right now!).
Back to taking care of myself, I've told myself to cut down on unhealthy foods, especially sweets already. I have these really bad cravings for chocolates or something sweet even if I'm not PMS-ing. My mom has warned me to lessen my dessert-chocolate binges because our family has a history of diabetes and I might be liable to that. Yikes. I can't help it though, especially since my dad brought home three (!!!) boxes of these really yummy capuccino brownies he has made. Heavenly heavenly brownies--I could eat the whole box if I could. If my dad asked me what I wanted for Christmas, I would say a box of those brownies all for myself! But ugh, five days into the new year, I been eating so much brownies and chocolates and cake and coffee... Tonight I ate mango for dessert just so I don't have to eat the brownies! I feel so guilty already. And I have to cut down on softdrinks as well. Sigh. I'm so abusing my body.
I digress. About the picture (why it's like that): ooh, stolen shot! I've been wanting to take a picture of my latest addiction since first eating it last Monday, but I was so embarrassed to take a picture--plus I kept on forgetting my phone in the office. Hehe, so today, under the pretense of texting, I snuck a shot and ended up getting more of the colorful placemates and my Coke.
So to compensate (probably anyway), I'm considering going to the gym (considering is the operative word). Now that's one thought I have been mulling over for the longest time, but never actually did anything about it. Today, I checked out the gym in the building (thanks to the suggestions and information from my officemates). Looks appealing, especially since my thighs are beginning to look incredibly unflattering in my slacks. Augh. Going to the gym to get information about the programs is a first step for me to actually do it! Hehehe! :)
Btw, I got snail mail today! I love getting snail mail--it's always a pleasant surprise. It's a Christmas greeting card from my former college, as well as an invite for a homecoming (!) next week. Super nice and thoughtful of them, but why is my name in the card different?! They gave me a new nickname, after three years of sending me Christmas cards with the correct name. Oh well. It's the thought that counts.
* * * Here's to a great 2005 for all of us. 2004 was a difficult year in the world, especially with all the disasters here and abroad. Statistics of the tsunami (or any disaster for that matter) are devastating but it doesn't measure up to all the personal accounts I've read online so far. :(
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Oh my. You know, my mom ate fried chicken skins a week ago. As in, A LOT of it. That night, she felt so sick coz her blood pressure shot up! I was so worried and annoyed at the same time. Kasi naman noh... she's taking maintenance medicines na nga for her diabetes and HBP and yet she still ate a lot of that cholesterol laden food. When I confronted her about it, all she said was, "Masarap kasi eh!" Eeeeek! As in, I could hit her! *LOL* She must've slept around 4am around that time coz she didn't want to go sleep until her HBP went down. Right then, I felt how it is to be a parent getting pissed at her stubborn child. Such a role reversal. Hahaha.
By the way, isn't Bad Boy the cutest? After I read it, I carried a bunch of post-its wherever I went. Just in case, a boy is being a bastard on one rainy afternoon and I had to leave angry post-it notes on his front door. Hehehehe. You should read Dumping Billy too. I think it's even better than Bad Boy. So kilig!
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