A New Woman...almost.

It's Tues. The dreaded Monday (that's every Mon. in case you're wondering) is over. I got 9 hrs of sleep last night and two rounds of antibiotic in me. I woke up feeling the most fantastic I have in two weeks. I still feel a little ugh, but I am noticeably better than before. Our Weight Watchers meeting is tonight and I can't wait. Instead of dreading the weigh-in, which I know will be brutal, I'm actually looking forward to it. It's a new day and I feel like a new woman...almost.

So sick of sick!!

I have actually been compelled to start running. The problem is I am still trying to get over being sick. I have gunk in my chest, my nose won't stop dripping, sorest of throats and zero energy. I am getting ready to be on round two of antibiotics so if this doesn't work I'm checking myself into the hospital and not leaving until they fix me. I think I'm going to buy a treadmill soon because I can't count on the weather to allow me to get out and move without getting pneumonia. You would think chasing kids and a dog, cleaning and baking for other people would make me thin, but apparently that's not the best diet plan. I'll keep you updated from my hospital bed since I'll be handcuffed there after killing someone if I don't get well soon. Have a happy freakintastic Monday!

Fat People Can't Be Thrown Around

Almost got hit by a tornado last night. Wasn't worried. I'm too fat for it to sweep me away. Check back in tomorrow and see if I'm less fat. Too tired to care right now. Love you. Goodbye.

ALRIGHT!

Alright Alright. I am weak and pathetic. I didn't weigh in because I knew I didn't do good. But I haven't been feeling well, so I've been going to bed early and haven't been eating late at night, and what do you know???? I lost 6 pounds over night! Craziest damn thing that's ever happened to me! We'll see if it sticks. But at this rate...I"m weighin in next week...hee hee

I did well yesterday and today so far. I was down 2.5 lbs this morning so I won't complain...shocker, I know. I've been eating pretty much what I want in, like, 1/16 portion
sizes of what I want. Still, I'm not deprived. Blah, blah, blah. I'll let you know what the scale says tomorrow.

Startin Over...again...

Nah, I'm fine. Oh, you didn't ask?! I'm sorry, I'm talking to myself again. So, today has been fine. 2/3 of the children are gone and she's sitting by me eating a snack and asking all sorts of questions. So as I answer why, Elle, why? Why? Why?...I decided to drop a line on my little successes today. I successfully did NOT eat a Reeses Egg. I did NOT forget to eat breakfast. And I did NOT hate myself when I looked in the mirror. I DID eat healthy so far today. I danced with the kids for a little 20 min. workout. And I'm drinking so much water that all I'm doing is peeing and drinking water. Cheers to the little things I did right today!!!!

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.