I joined the gym today. Lately, I have felt so fat and yucky. It was something I needed to do, though I didn't really want to spend the money. Oh well. I worked out for about an hour and fifteen minutes, which I think is enough for today. I know I have to burn an extra 500 calories a day for me to lose 1 pound a week. Can you believe all that work to lose just 1 lb? It's seems tough. It's so much easier to gain, especially on insulin. I'm going to try to go everyday, but I won't be too rigid about it.

Tonight we are going out for C's b-day, there goes all my hard work at the gym :D I guess going is better than nothing. I still have to wrap her present.

I just cleaned up my apt. I know it won't stay this way for long. Toby will be knocking things over soon enough and making a mess. He can be such a pain, but God know I love him. When he's good, he's so good, but when he's bad...

My stomach is still bothering me. It's not constant, but sometimes right after eating I feel nauseous. I actually thought I would throw up a couple times the past few days. I have a feeling that Dr. G doesn't believe me. I know that there is something wrong though. I really think I should see a specialist, but at the same time I don't want to be a pain, though it is my health we are talking about and I already have enough to worry about.