Good Sunday morning! Welcome to another weekend of #weekendcoffeeshare. What are you waiting for? Come on in and have a cup of steamy hot coffee, tea, cocoa, or whatever with me.
Well, what do you know? I made it back this week.
I would tell you last week has been a mundane week for me. Not much happened at work and home. You know, same old, same old, though I did start the week with a large dose of anxiety after I found out I accidentally went over one hour at work the previous week. That was because I went to lunch with the department after a department-sponsored activity. My supervisor warned that if anyone go over more than an hour would receive disciplinary action. I’m guessing that “action” is getting fired.
So that had me incredibly worried. I was afraid to let my supervisor know but at the same time, I was sure she knew since she was the one who clocked out for me. In the end, I decided on “don’t ask, don’t tell,” and I would deal with it when it comes.
My anxiety eventually dissipated when I discovered my supervisor approved my time card on Friday (two days ago) and promised myself I will be very careful from now on.
In the midst of the anxiety, I was trying out a new diet – intermittent fasting. After binging and barely exercising for more than six months, I managed to gain back most of the 10 pounds I lost last year. I hate that about me. I’m an emotional eater. Whenever I’m anxious or sad, I’ll eat everything in sight and I’ll overeat.
I can also be easily tempted. So it hasn’t been easy. There are triggers everywhere and many times, I found myself almost hyperventilating at the smell of fries, fried chicken, and the sight of candies. “You’re not hungry. You’re just craving sugar and junk food. You can do this.” I had to keep muttering those words to myself. People walking by me must thought I was nuts or something.
I got through each workday last week with an avocado, fruit, green tea, and lots and lots of water before having a proper dinner at home each night. I lost about 4 pounds as of yesterday. It sure is hard to believe what fasting does to one’s body. I feel more energized and even sleep better because of the fast. I think because I burned some of the reserved fat during fast, I can run for longer time than before.
My co-worker asked me one day why I want to lose weight so badly since I look quite healthy. “Have you ever had someone call you fat?” I asked him. It was a rhetorical question. “My family has been calling me fat since I was a child. When your family calls you a ‘fat girl’ when you’re a child, in Chinese, it means adorable. When your family calls you a ‘fat girl’ when you’re almost 30-year-old, now that’s offensive.”
…and I was taught never to be angry or argue with elders, so it’s not like I can tell my family off.
If we were having coffee or whatever hot beverage of your desire, I would tell you thank you for dropping by and I will once again try my hardest to come back in 6 or 7 days.