notsogood

Not a good week at all. Not at all. I've been eating so very poorly all week. After the wedding this past weekend, where I did NOT utilize good eating methods, I had vowed to work really hard to make up for it. I was working out, trying to eat better...but something else about this week has just not been good. Since Monday, I've been less than eager to do anything, go anywhere. I've had a dull headache or sore throat for most of the week; right now that dull headache is just kicking my ass. Today I was very ill prepared for teaching my class, and hacked through something resembling a lecture, leaving my students pretty damn clueless about improvisation and ornamentation in the Baroque. Part of my lack of preparation was due to the trip up to Chicago last night, from which we returned quite late. I figured I would have all day today to prepare, since I didn't have class this morning. But between totally going about my research and lesson planning the wrong way and being totally freaked out about how much information there was, I could not get it together. Now I consider my teaching responsibilities to be my number one priority this semester (the first time ever, since I no longer have thesis writing to tie me down), so this whole fiasco really got me. (This is item number 17 thousand on my list of issues this week...) In my post-"lecture" disarray, I decided not to go to Russian (that's yet another issue) and find a WW meeting to go to instead. Because I was trying make up for a bad weekend, I'd been postponing my weigh-in (I usually go Mondays) to optimize results. Well, today I went...and I've actually gained 1.6... I can't say I'm surprised...while a part of me was hoping, I knew I was not doing well, and pretty much expected to gain. Hell, I was practically eating everything in the apartment (which isn't much). True, most of it, if consumed in appropriate portions, would have been harmless, I was certainly NOT consuming any of it in appropriate portions...

WTF, this headache is really getting to me...boarding on migraine, methinks. All this typing and bad posture is surely not helping, nor is the beau in the other room practically screaming into his cell phone (why do ppl talk to damn loud on cell phones??!)...nor is reflecting on this craptacular week. So I'm ending this, for what's it's worth.

RAAAAR!