Soooooo, let me just get this out of the way and let me remind you that I’m a gross person. I haven’t been shitting right for the last week, and it’s obviously diet related. No, I don’t have diarrhea. It’s quite the opposite. I’ve been shitting balls. Ah, the life of someone who doesn’t want to be sick and tired of being sick and tired anymore.
Laugh at me all you want, and you can keep on laughing. I guess I’m not getting the fiber I need, and all this Sushi and Rice must be taking its toll on my digestive system. So you’ll notice that I started eating some oatmeal today to get my plumbing fixed.
No one ever said I was classy and that’s all I have to say about that …..for now.
Now back to my Fitbit life and all the steps I’m making/taking towards my goal. I did a lot of walking today as I went to see some new places to live.
It didn’t matter where in the city, I went from one place to the next on foot. And unfortunately, there was an over arching theme going on.
Someone didn’t hand me the memo that the rental market now had bidding wars. Every place I went, the landlords asked me if I was willing to go higher on my bid?
It seems the listed price wasn’t the actual price and they wanted me to blindly bid without knowing someone else’s offer.
I really wanted to rip the heads off of these greedy landlords. What happened to the days of having a good renter that will pay the rent? Fuck these people!
I wasn’t playing this game. After I had already submitted my bank statements, credit scores, etc. for two of these places, I received the call that I was in the running, and I was to now up my bid. I wanted nothing to do with this and told them that I was withdrawing my initial offers and walked away.
One of these offers was in a brand new building, and it really hurt to withdraw my bid, but the price of the place was already borderline too high for me anyway.
This whole process began to make me feel like I was going to be trapped at my parent’s house forever, even though I have only been here for 2.5 weeks about now.
I began to panic, and this was also the point of the day when I got those stabbing shitting pains(you know the ones, don’t pretend you don’t get them), yet I couldn’t shit anything out.
Try and think of me sitting on a toilet, aggravated as is, and then having these stabbing shit pains, while busting a vein in my head, hoping I don’t get a hemorrhoid while trying not to cry. Well, that’s how my day ended, and you’ll be happy to know that I eventually had the breakthrough I needed. Once you break the seal, it’s okay, but getting to that point is the toughest part.
Is that my metaphor for life? It all comes back to shitting I guess.
Enjoy my Fitbit stats below.
DAY 45 STATS
Weight: 175 Pounds
Distance: 23.20 km
Time: 144 Minutes
Peak Heart Rate: 1 Minutes
Cardio Heart Rate: 23 Minutes
Fat Burn Heart Rate: 3 Hr 13 Minutes
Resting Heart Beats Per Minute: 63
Calories Burned: 3776
Calories Taken In: 1840
(All Calories Are Best Estimates. When In Doubt I Went Higher)
(I’ve never been a breakfast guy FYI. Eating breakfast at all is new to me.)
Protein Shake: 308 Calories
Oatmeal Overnight Oats With Blueberries: 386 Calories
Huge Garden Salad: 410 Calories
Sushi with Veggies: 648 Calories
Cantaloupe: 88 Calories
Thanks for following my adventure of Being Sick and Tired of Being Sick and Tired. If you have any questions, I’m just an email away. Also, if you want to read from DAY ONE, CLICK HERE!
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