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Hello everyone!!!!
It's been soooo long since I've checked in. I got up to 247lbs. I had been wearing stretch pants on the weekends for so long that it didn't really hit me how much weight I had gained until I was about to go to a concert and couldn't fit into my jeans. Stretch pants are liars and deceivers. LOL
Anyway, I literally broke down and cried on the floor in my bedroom.
My boyfriend looked at me like I was crazy. He thought I had burned myself with the iron or something I had a total FAT ACTRESS moment.
I tried on at least 5 pairs of jeans and couldn’t fit into any of them. Even with a panty girdle and support hose.
I REALLY didn’t want to wear my same old stretch pants to the concert, so I chose fashion over comfort and squeezed myself in the least tightest jeans I had. A long sweater to hide my massive muffin top completed the ensemble. By the time I got in the car to go to the concert, I had sweated off most of makeup from battling with my jeans. All the while, my boyfriend was STILL looking at me like I was insane.
The concert was great, but I would have enjoyed it much more if I had been able to breathe. Now the crazy part of this story is that after the concert, as I’m sitting in the car with my jeans unbuttoned, trying to catch my breath, my boyfriend asks me if I’m hungry as he turns into the McDonald’s parking lot. You would think that I had learned my lesson, but I didn’t. I devoured that Angus Beef and Swiss Burger meal. And one of my boyfriend’s triple cheeseburgers. While sitting there, on my couch, my bloated stomach filled with grease and cheese, I realized that I couldn’t do this anymore. I didn’t want have another FAT summer. So, I decided to stop eating like a baby piggy and exercise regularly.
Diet Calendar Entry for 03 April 2009:
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3133 kcal
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Activities & Exercise:
Dance (fast step, aerobic) - 30 minutes, Resting - 15 hours and 30 minutes, Sleeping - 8 hours. more...
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