Today is diet attempt IV. Roman numerals makes it sound more official...which means I am trying harder. I stopped taking the pills sometime last week or so, not because I was pooping like crazy...I just stopped. I got on the scale today. 144 lb. WHAT??? I haven't showered yet...maybe I have several pounds of dirt on me.
I think the weather has something to do with me being a fatso. I don't like being cold, so I am not having fun running on the treadmill (in the garage). My feet and face are frozen and the rest of me gets hot. I also don't like feeling my butt bounce when I run. Bounce like fat jiggling. Horrible feeling.
One day last week I put on a pair of size 6 jeans. I literally had to wiggle to get them over my hips...but I couldn't get them buttoned. I wanted to cry. I felt ten times better when I was able to wear a pair of size 4 jeans instead. (Note: I will not be washing those jeans...I'm keeping them stretched out.)
Part of getting skinny/healthy/whatever I claim to be doing is eating better. Now that school has started I've been eating chocolate like its oxygen. Yesterday I ate an entire box of chocolate covered Ritz crackers. Yes they are delish and yes, I now understand the nervous system. However, I probably ate my entire weeks worth of calories. I bought carrots this week. I'm going to try to munch on them instead. I'm going to pretend to be a complete health nut and pretend I don't like junk food.
Motivation: I am thinking about putting pictures of fat girls on the junk drawer and junk food cabinet. Of course, I'll have to put pictures of hot chicks in bathing suits on the carrots. :) I'm sure the rest of the family is going to love this :)
I will post my weight again later...you know, after I've washed all the heavy dirt off :D