call me chubbs (actually don't. i'll cry). working has developed unhealthy trends in my daily routine. first of all, i'm busy from the moment i enter the building, so i don't have time to eat breakfast (bad, because it doesn't start my metabolism). i actually don't end up eating until 3 most of the time. by this point the cafeteria in my building is closed, so i gotta grab either mcdonald's (can you say "grease" mac?), street vendor food (not exactly sanitary stuff, but mmm mmm good) or those deli salad bar things (i hear horror stories about these places all the time). again, because of time, i inhale my food and end up getting sleepy at work. so i start chuggin diet pepsi. lots and lots of diet pepsi. for some reason this gives me a sweet tooth, so i munch on cookies and stuff throughout the rest of the day.
in addition to the poor diet i maintain, the extent of my excerise involves flipping papers and pushing the "start copy" button on the machine. i don't get a chance to eat dinner at the office, so i come home late, starving. last night i stole a slice of cold pizza from my roommate before hitting the sack. tonight i sleep with a stomach full of cha-dol-beggi. yum.
good thing i'm exercising now. i'm working hard trying to keep my eyes open long enough to finish up blogging. eyelid squats. who knew my eyelashes could be so heavy. some one help... i need a spot!
in addition to the poor diet i maintain, the extent of my excerise involves flipping papers and pushing the "start copy" button on the machine. i don't get a chance to eat dinner at the office, so i come home late, starving. last night i stole a slice of cold pizza from my roommate before hitting the sack. tonight i sleep with a stomach full of cha-dol-beggi. yum.
good thing i'm exercising now. i'm working hard trying to keep my eyes open long enough to finish up blogging. eyelid squats. who knew my eyelashes could be so heavy. some one help... i need a spot!
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