...lose weight in order to make it easier on my back when I don't get a seat on the train. It rarely happens, thank goodness, but today, after work, I ended up standing for the first part of the journey. I'm just thankful for small mercies that I had something to lean against. It definitely made it a bit less painful. But carrying all this extra weight was murder.
It also makes it more difficult to get past people in the aisle between the seats. I was very self conscience as I brushed past them. I know I had to push in to their space more than is comfortable. I hate that my size means I have to push against them. They have no say in it. I'm cringing, just remembering it. I am often quite brusque when I do it, my way of pretending nit to be embarrassed, but actually, inside I'm scundered.
Food's been okay so far. I still have about 200 calories left, and I'm deciding whether or not to eat them. I made potato and leek soup and I have a pot of onion and smoked paprika cooking. As I foretold on Sunday, there's a lot of soup on the menu this week, to keep the cals down a bit.
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