Once Upon a Fat Girl

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

I am the world's worst blogger

I swear. I'm sorry. I get going and then life happens and I end up going too long between posts.

I've decided to weigh myself once a month instead of once a week, at least for publication. My weight is very fluxy and I don't want to get discouraged by that. Anyway, I weighed myself today and I weigh 311. I'm definitely more than on track for my one pound a week goal.

You know it's funny. In the movies or on TV when someone binges, it's an all at once, crazy minute of intense face stuffing followed by waking up surrounded by candy bar wrappers, Big Mac boxes, with a chocolate ice cream beard.

That isn't the way it works for me. When I binge, it's much more subtle. It isn't going to three different fast food restaurants for one meal, it's going to three different fast food restaurants through out the day, and filling in the niches with Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and donughts. It's a constant quest to feel full. And it usually lasts a few days. When I come to, I'm not laying in a pile of my own debris. I'm just very, very full and slightly depressed.

So that's where I was for a few days earlier this week. I struggle with it every time I go to Las Vegas (which is one weekend a month.) You know what I mean. It's the "I don't get to eat this stuff very often, I DESERVE it" syndrome. IDI syndrome: I deserve it. Why do I go there?

I am on the other side of it though, so that's good. And I didn't derail myself.

Another weird thing happened in Vegas. It didn't stay there, either. I got so freaking bloated. I didn't even recognize my feet and ankles, and my whole body just felt incredibly, painfully swollen. Then about two days later I spent an entire day peeing like a racehorse and my weight went down TEN pounds. That's ten pounds of water retention, folks. Yikes. I Googled it, and apparently walking around in the heat can do that to you. It was 105 degrees that weekend in Vegas, so I guess that qualifies! I'm so glad I don't live there anymore.

Starting: 323.5
Today: 311
Lost: 12.5

Here are some pictures I took during my drive down to Vegas:

Wednesday, May 07, 2008

Week Two: Finale

I lost 1.5 pounds this week. Perfect. I'm very pleased with who easily this is going so far.

The only issue I've had is that I can feel how easy it would be to use the Only One Pound thing as an excuse to eat even more than I might have. Because, I can double up my efforts and lose that one pound at the end of the week. Not what I was going for at all. I'm not there, but I can see where it would be easy for me to get there.

In other news, I've had to sneeze for the past three hours, and I feel like I'm losing my mind. Don't you hate that??

Starting: 323.5
Yesterday: 316.5

Saturday, May 03, 2008

Week Two: Halfway there

Dear Diary,

How can I get my husband to stop buying iced oatmeal cookies? I can not stop eating them. It's disgusting.

Yes, I'm trying not to use the word disgusting in regard to food/eating, but it's hard to think of another way to describe eating most of a box of cookies in one day. Even if that was pretty much all I ate.

I am no track to losing my one pound this week, oatmeal cookies an all.

How are you doing?