Weight Loss and Goo Hoarding
Hello! Sorry I haven’t posted in a while. To be honest, it’s hard for me to remember to update this thing on a regular basis. I’m not a blogger by nature, and even when I remind myself to post an update, I tend to forget. I’ll try to get better about it, but I cannot make any promises. Lol.
Working out is going well! I’ve managed to make it through four weeks of the 50 Shades of Hot with very few hiccups. During the second week, however, I hurt my knees and ankles doing my cardio. I think it was a mixture of how I was running, how I was stretching, and the insoles of my shoes that caused the issue. I’m better now, but I’ve had to forgo running on the treadmill to working out on the bike (I will not be deterred…too much).
The bike has been interesting. I like it because it gives me a chance to read while I’m working out (stimulating my mind and my body), but at times, it feels too easy. I liked the treadmill because…well, I hate the treadmill. It feels like a chore every time I’m on it, and it makes me want to die. But I also feel that I’m getting a harder workout because of this. I think I push myself harder on it because, subconsciously speaking, I know it’ll get me off of it that much faster. I know that’s weird logic (or illogic), but that’s how I feel.
I have lost some weight, but I don’t want to say how much yet. I will (hopefully) be posting an update around this time next week with a weight check-in, as that will be the one-month marking point. Stay tuned!
I want to talk to you all about something else today, too. It’s a very sensitive subject, but something that needs to be discussed.
Today, I want to talk to you about goo-hoarding.
“Goo-hoarding” is a term that
my friend Toni Jenna Marbles (because Toni corrected me) came up with. It is, in essence, the act of hoarding bath and beauty products, buying them when one obviously does not need them.
My name is Pherin, and I am a goo-hoarder.
My hoarding started when I was a pre-teen. I’ve always loved bath products–the scents and the colors titillating my senses, making me crave them. My obsession for them steadily grew over the years. I used to go to Bath & Body Works, and leave with at least five new things to add to my collection. (Though, in my defense, they always have those “Buy Three, Get Two Free” sales. I’m pretty sure that store was created by the Devil.)
Last year, I took a look at my bathtub and the space under my sink, and finally realized that I have a problem. I have body sprays and perfumes everywhere, and I get dizzy when I count the number of bath washes, soaps, and body scrubs I have.
So I made a decision: I’m going to do my best to use up what I have before purchasing any new products. Anything that I’ve bought and haven’t used stays under the sink until everything else is gone. It’ll probably take me half the year to get through them, but I’m bound and determined to do so. The hoarding has got to stop.
Now if only I could stop myself from seeking these products out in the first place…