Lisa's food and exercise journal

I weighed myself yesterday. 128.5 lbs. I feel so burnt out, I know I'll feel better tomorrow but it's getting harder and harder waking up early to workout. I think I'm going to change my workout routine. I ordered a 45 minute kickboxing video for some variety since I dread getting on the treadmill now but I still don't want to give it up. Maybe I should start running outside since it's been nice out.

Anyways I did a full body routine with weights today. Tomorrow is cardio. I'm not going to post how many calories I ate today, I know it wasn't much though. I'm not feeling hungry for some reason but I know I'll eat more tomorrow.
 
Friday, April 14th

Today was a beautiful day. It was partly cloudy in the afternoon but it cleared up later on. I remember how beautiful the day was exactly one year ago, even more beautiful than today.

I remember driving home from work that day - I thought it would be just a regular day. I got home around 4pm and I remember checking my cell phone to see if I had missed any calls. My little sister tried calling me several times. Just as I was about to call her, my husband calls me which I thought was pretty ususual. As I answered the phone, my husband said "Honey...." and paused. I knew something was wrong. He started crying as he told me that my dad had passed away. Then I remember dropping to the floor screaming wishing this was all just a bad dream. My little sister found him laying in bed as if he were sleeping. We found out later that he had a heart attack.

Yes, today is the first anniversary of my father's death. My family and I spent the day together, and we had such a wonderful time as we reminisced about everything that happened last year. Although it was a bit windy, the day turned out to be beautiful. After visiting the cemetary we went to a really nice park and had a picnic. Although I had every intention on working out today, I didn't get a chance to. I'm just glad we got to spend some time together.
 
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Lisa, I'm so sorry about your dad. I lost mine to a heart attack 15 years ago, while he was sleeping as well. I still miss him. Take comfort in your family and remember the good times.
 
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