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Day One
The great diet begins. This morning I thought it was going to be a piece of cake, if not just a little repetitive, and here it is 8 at night and I'm savoring my piece of gum as if it were carmel covered chocolate goodness because GOOD LORD I WANT TO EAT SOMETHING.
This first week is going to be hard. I know that. The eating plan itself is harsh, not to mention the fact I'm not used to eating the stuff I am supposed to eat. But yeah, out goes the salt, and the sugar, and the carbs, and practically everything I love.
I'm 208-9. I can't really tell because that stupid scale and I am somewhat blind. Size 18.
I'd like to be 120, and a size 10/11/12. Whatever comes first. As long as I am smaller than Lauren...
I'm tired of being "the fat one". People don't understand, really ... I'm supposedly this big, larger than life person and that's just it: I'm not. I don't like shopping, I don't like going out, I don't like being around people I don't know because I'm not confident, and I want to be. I know I have things I should be confident about but everything else seems to pale in comparison.
Here's to changing.
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