Drawing A Blank

Today I'm bored. Work....well, there's nothing for me to do. So I've been surfing the web and taking care of some personal stuff. It's 2:40pm and I can't wait to get out of work. My bra feels tight. I had some chips with too much salt. Salt makes me retain water. Then my breast feel huge. I don't like feeling bloated. It makes me feel fat. But I'm not. Since I lost 16lbs, my friends are telling me to not lose anymore. I might not look so good. But my size 6 pants fit now. I was wearing a size 10 for about 2 to 3 years. Or maybe 2, let's say. And I was depressed as hell. So I finally decided to hit the gym. So in 3 months, I dropped the weight. It's such a great feeling to fit into clothing you once wore. It's great. But the feeling of being bloated messes with my head. Drives me nuts and then I start thinking of hitting the gym even harder. My legs are soar from lifting weights yesterday. And my arms are soar as well from the day before. Today I will rest. I'll be on my bike this weekend. So I'll get alot of exercise there. I'm very active. I can't sit still.
So I'm here at work, bored. I can't think of anything, other than writing in my blog.