Whatever

I conditioned all day yesterday. Perfect. I am the exact same weight as I was yesterday! That has never happened to me on conditioning. I hate my body sometimes. AND I hate this fucking diet even more, or any diet. I hate being fat!

Where I was a week ago...finally

213.2. So I am back to where I was last Sat. Red Lobster was SOOO not worth it. Why can't I think that way BEFORE I eat!

I'm not even giving this day a name!

After a bad weekend traveling and 3 sleepless night due to a sick child I didn't weigh myself for almost a week. So I step on the scale this morning and I am exactly where I was a freakin month ago at 212.2 For the love of God I waste so much time being stressed AND fat. So I am conditioning...yet again.

phew

down 4. hope to lose the other pound tomorrow.

OUCH

Still up 5 pounds. Ouch and more ouch.

Not good, so not good

Well, I fell off the wagon this weekend...and got dragged behind it for several miles. I ate taco bell and red lobster. A good (bad) friend allowed me to eat taco bell in a drunken state and then I figured WTH and ate Red Lobster and red red wine the next night. I am up 5 pounds. OUCH. Conditioning here I come....

Not a Good Sign

I was eating chocolate covered peanuts (I know, so not on any diet I've ever heard of) when I noticed a small worm (no idea what kind) crawling around in the bowl. I about died! And then almost puked! And then decided this was God's way of saying to stay out of the f*cking sweets!