Tuesday, February 22, 2011

So...

I'm still fat. I haven't cared for the past two weeks because of parties, birthdays...days ending in "Y" (the hell did I eat that?!)...
I am not going to be a coward and not weigh in tonight (*ahem* you know who you are) ; ) I'm going to take my lumps like a real woman (and believe me, I have lots of lumps) (because men are babies) and not run from the scale. I will do better knowing they know, I've gained a few lbs back. Nothing like a little humiliation to get my ass in gear...again. God, I feel like a broken record.

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  1. Yeah yeah...I know. I am going next week come hell or high water. I promise. I better stop eating like crap though! As if this is someone other than myself's fault!

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  2. Nice! : ) Sometimes when I'm shoving food down my gullet it feels like it's someone else forcing me to do it. Maybe Kyla isn't the only one with multiple personalities. Why is it that the persona most dominate also comes with the fat body?! Why couldn't my inner thin bitchy stripper be the dominate personality? Or even the modest southern belle that never over indulges cause then she'd have to repent both Wednesday and Sunday...stupid fat house frau you will go down!!! Mommy, don't hurt yourself!! Shut-up! Shut-up!! SHUT-UP, ALL OF YOU!!! Ladies, nevah say shut-up...

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  3. You're freaking me out. I think you need more to eat....

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  4. Lol, Emily. That's not possible. I could live on my fat stores for a year and still not be down a pants size. Sucks.

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