Healthy eating. Lifestyle change. Cutting down.
I call it a D I E T!
I’m a fat chick. I have pretty well embraced that about myself. But then a reality TV show changed my opinion. Watching these really big folks try to lose…literally hundreds of pounds….I decided I might better take this fat issue a little more seriously.
Being the spur of the moment kinda gal I am…..on an impulse…….I posted on Facebook inquiring about interest in starting a weight loss support group in our town. Yep. My head says that is a smart move. My drive to eat whatever I want is mocking me and calling me a big ole IGNORAMUS!! That one moment of weakness, one little post in a time of recklessness, has turned into me leading up a support group in our town. That means a firm commitment to get this weight off, exercise regularly, AND I weighed in front of one of my dearest friends.
So, here I sit…eating a bowl of spinach, 1/2 a serving of Special K cracker chips, and a glass of water with a teaspoon of Splenda ……and I’m seriously considering gnawing off my right arm. I know, that might be a little dramatic, but crankiness set in a while ago. My head hurts, my tummy is growling, and the food addict in me tells me this is just too hard.
It’s time to grow up.
Get a grip.
No turning back now.
This is where the rubber meets the road……
it’s do or die…..
take no prisoners……
Well, unless, they have snacks.
Ok, ok….no prisoners.