Ok, so this week I've been very conscious about food and my weight and stuff. I repaired a pair of my pants and that caused me to decide to try on a pair of my older pants, I'm currently in size 24 but I discovered I could wear my size 22's in a pinch.
Weight
269.2
Hey look at that, all that futzing around and being diligent actually -has- helped, I'm down under 270 for the first time in a while, and certainly the first time since I started this. I'm aiming (loosely) to be able to wear 22's comfortably by the end of summer. If I reach that (especially if I get there easily) I will aim for 20's next. I don't really wanna aim at a weight number, I really just wanna get down in size, my weight has always been high even when I was skinny.
BUT YEA. Another thing that's really got me wound up about my weight is yesterday I ended up getting conversationed by a woman who apparently had a gastric bypass and now has lost too much weight.... and she just pissed me the fuck off. I mean, she was talking to my sister and I... we're both big... REALLY? you think you're going to get sympathy from me? You're complaining about being down to a size 6 and you expect sympathy? Not gonna happen sweet heart.
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