Tuesday September 13, 2005

More of the weight stuff, stop reading if you're tired of hearing about it

I'm really starting to get frustrated with my new fat war. After being so thrilled to lose 20-some pounds and seeing previously "fitted" (the fat girl's favorite word) pants slide off of me, nothing more has changed. I skip the chips, hit the Y every other day (sometimes working out so hard that I hurt myself in the process) and... nothing. Not another single, solitary pound is willing to leave me.

Now, I have to admit, I do cheat on occasion. I cheated on Sunday when my family gathered for the weekly Vurbic lunch and my mom bought KFC (damn those buttery biscuits to the fiery pits of hell where they belong!) but such were only isolated incidents, I swear. And for almost two months, I haven't even stopped by the ice cream shop where both my sister and sister-in-law work. Seriously now, that takes self-control... the kind I didn't think I had anymore.

It's just a bummer that this isn't working anymore. Today while hitting the treadmill, I watched The Biggest Loser on NBC, wondering how the heck these guys lost 25 in two weeks. That took me three months to do! Not fair! So not fair!

All I want to do is lose this weight that I've been accumulating for so long. I want to get rid of the college dorm weight; the high school emotional crisis weight; the Saturday night movie and popcorm marathons weight; the bored out of my mind weight; and most especially, the insecure schoolgirl who wants to blend in weight. But at this point, I'm not really sure how. It's just not happening.

Silly rant over.

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