Angel's Fight

Apparently since returning to school I have gained my freshman 15. You know, the 15 pounds that most college freshman females gain. I didn't gain it when I first went to college, so I guess I was due.

Our temps are in the 70s right now and almost none of the clothes I wore last fall and summer fit. I had to go out while we were packing to buy shorts and pants for the trip. I was really depressed for a couple of days. Great way to start a vacation.

We had professional pictures taken while we were on the cruise. I look like I'm about five months pregnant. I have even put weight on in my face. That was a real wake up call. I don't want to look like I'm pregnant when I get pregnant.

I would like to lose between 25 and 30 pounds, but I don't really know how to do it. I am hungry all the time. ALL THE TIME. It's ridiculous. I was working out at the beginning of the year, but when school started I couldn't fit it in to my schedule. I realize now that that was just an excuse. So today I went and worked out. Well, until I had an asthma attack. Damn fitness induced asthma.

Anyone got any suggestions on how to lose all this weight? We don't have the money for me to buy a new wardrobe because I can't keep my mouth shut.

BTW, the cruise was great. Pictures are forthcoming.

Labels: cruise, weight loss

This semester I am taking a business communication class. It is required for my degree. Next week we are giving a speech on our most admired person or organization. It was not at all hard for me to pick an organization. The March of Dimes. I really admire the work that they are doing with the prematurity campaign.

Yesterday in class we were going over everyone's outlines for their speeches. I thought it was supposed to be a rough draft. So I did a VERY rough draft. While I was on pain killers. I think it was 6 lines long. It was sad. I knew I would revamp it and it would be fine. I mean really. 6 lines to make a 5 minute speech. I would have been finished in 60 seconds.

When she got to my outline she told me again that she felt I had chosen a topic (premature birth) not an organization. She asked me what the March of Dimes is truly known for. The boomer generation knows them for being instrumental in finding the vaccine for polio. My generation doesn't really know that. She wanted to know how long the March of Dimes had been in existence. I told her. But I corrected her and said that was not why I admired the March of Dimes. I said they started at 5 year $75 million in 2003. She said there were other organizations that were involved with premature babies. She said, "If the March of Dimes was the only organization involved with premature babies we wouldn't have less premature babies, we would have more dead babies."

I have no idea what she said after that. I shut down. I felt the tears well up and I couldn't stop them. I put my new outline in my notebook, closed my notebook, straightened everything at my desk and then got up to walk out of the room with tears streaming down my face. All I wanted was to leave and compose myself and then return to class. The teacher followed me out trying to make things better. She didn't know that I had lost a preemie.

When I returned to class, I sat and let tears run down my cheeks. I couldn't stop them.

We talked after class and she said if I was that dedicated to that topic she would allow me to continue with the March of Dimes instead of starting all over. She also offered to give me an A in the class or on the assignement. Stupid me said I didn't want her to give me anything. I redid my outline again and she said that I had adapted well to the communication assignment she had given us. I think at this point she would let me do anything.

I just wish people would filter what they are going to say before it comes out of there mouths.

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