Friday, July 29, 2016

On lingerie and tuna

Hey loves

Food diary:
500g  peaches             196
4 pieces of toast          120
150g sour cream           98
80g canned tuna          170
1 cup cappuccino        120

Totals:  705 kcal, 41g protein, 96g carbs, 21g fat, 8g fiber


The cappuccino wasn't really part of the plan for today.
I went out for coffee with a friend and we kind of stayed out for hours.
In between gossiping and dissecting our university and love lives, we went to a lingerie store.
And OH MY GOOD GOD I saw the most beautiful corset ever. EVER.
Here's a picture:


Absolutely gorgeous.
I'm in love.
There is only one in stock, the size is 75C, which fits me perfectly.
I have to have it.


Which brings me to another point:
I took my measurements this morning.
If there are two numbers, left one is first.
I'm using metric system, because it has smaller increments, so it's easier for me to track progress, since I don't have a scale here.


bust               98.8
chest              87.9
arm                26.7          26.3
wrist              15.5          15.5
waist              75.4
stomach         88.1
hips                91
but                 96.2
both thighs      89.5
thigh               54             53.7
calf                38.5           38.2








I don't really know if I'm happy about them or not.
I've been thinking on updating you on them every week, but it seems like too soon for some significant change, so a two week span in between measuring?
I can't decide.



Since I took them, I took some time to determine my body shape, out of curiosity.
It turns out that I have no idea what measurement I should put in for my hips.
If I put the 91 one, it says I'm a top hourglass and if I do it with the 96 one, it says regular hourglass.
The problem is, the instructions say that I should put in the 96 one, but I when I look at myself in the mirror, I don't really resemble a hourglass.
I really don't know.
Oh, and I've already known this, but it turns out that  I'm a mesomorph. High five me.


On another note, my landlady made me absolutely furious today.
So the basic story is this.
I technically live with her, but she actually has a family in Germany and spends most of her time there, or at least she used to before I moved in.




I left 80g of tuna for dinner before going out and told her that if she craved it, she could open another can of it, which stood in the fridge, next to the 80g that I left.
When I came back, she ate it and I quote: "because she was upset and nervous".




I get emotional eating, I really do.
God knows, I've done it enough times to be more than familiar with it.
My problem with the whole thing isn't that she ate it.
It's actually that I EXPLICITLY told her not to touch the 80g and just to open a new can if she wanted fish, and she did it anyway.



I kept quiet about it, but I was way past boiling point.
If I tell you something, then Jesus Christ, there's a reason, you might want to listen.
So I ended up spending another 15 minutes on trying to get the oil out of the new tuna can and with every squeeze I imagined her neck.
And today, there was also 80g left. If it grows fins and swims away to her digestive tract, I swear to God, I'll turn into a raging bull, because I've already seen red.


2 comments:

  1. somehow, i lost "computer science major" along the way. oops! i'm giggling now. love you.

    mmm. cappuccino.

    you're from Europe, aren't you? 75C. a very European way to quantify bra size. a 34 is a 75.

    i was wondering why i was seeing cm too! measurements in cm (other than height... sort of) is one thing i can't quantify properly enough!

    i'm not sure about the rest of the universe, but i lose inches pretty quick and i measure in almost everyday (because sometimes, the number on the scale still mucks up my head but hey, i can't deny that my difference between my body yesterday and today is actually pretty minimal puffiness/dehydrated/whatever. usually just my waist, unless i've lost a significant enough amount that i'm curious to see my arse measurement. that's the only 2 i take.) that and a lot of times, i sometimes lose inches but don't lose weight. especially if i stay at a particular weight for some time. i've been bouncing about the same few digits of weight recently and i've lost 1/2 an inch off the hips, but relatively no weight.

    not sure if that helps!

    yes to mesomorph!

    is it really weird that i'm sat here wondering why tuna? i mean, i'm an emotional eater myself, and i've 4 cans of 80g tuna downstairs. that will probably be the last thing i touch if i'm eating emotionally. the first thing i'll probably do is dial in for a takeaway?

    is it awful i'm laughing because your last paragraph is absolutely brilliant. the way you've phrased it though...

    but honestly, having have had someone eat my food constantly, i know your struggle. especially when you've had it in your head (this is what i'm having tonight) and then... it's gone. i think if someone touches my chocolate bars, there will be successful murder.

    love you. hope that she didn't scoff off the rest of that tuna!!!




    -Sam Lupin

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    1. Hahah, *scratching my head* yeaaah. People tend to forget, because I don't really act like it.

      Yesyesyesyes. I can't wait till you guess the country.

      Because inches are something like 2.54 2.56 cm, and I'm used to the metric system.
      The only thing I like about the imperial system is the fact that pounds are smaller than kg so it seems I lose weight faster. I'm a nut.

      I don't know about mine. I usually measure them once every few months so I kind of have no idea.
      I saw a great picture today. Picture of a girl who had 145lbs who thought she looked terrible, picture of her at 120 where the only thing she lost were pounds, and a picture of her back at 140 all lean muscle. It really shows that the number doesn't matter as long as you're comfortable in your own skin I guess.

      Or sweets. I KNOW.
      The thing is I'm passing this off to her as a medical diet. And honey, if you mashed both of us together, we'd still have nothing on her.
      I know it's a horrible thing to say but it's the truth.
      Besides, she only emotionaly eats things I need for the next day and that pisses me off. It's like she doesn't want me to get thinner. It makes no sense.

      I'm thankful to the good Lord for giving me self control or else...

      She did xD

      Love you to Sammy xoxo

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