So... last week, on Thursday, I knew I had to go for my wedding dress fitting the next day. So I dragged my ass out of bed and onto the scale. The reason I did this is so that I'd know the general area in which I need to stay, weight-wise, in order for my wedding dress to fit when I go to try it on in like 2 months time.
So... yesterday morning, Friday, I dragged my ass out of bed and onto the scale. I decided I would weigh myself once per week, just to make sure I was on track. Ha. Well. I should know better. Once I get on the scale once, I have to keep getting on it every day. Anyway, I was horrified to see that I was exactly one pound higher than last week. UGH!
So... I also need to get off one of my sleeping meds. The 2 I have don't go well together. Can cause complications, blah blah. So it's 6:42am. I haven't slept at all. And I have a super busy day today.
So...!!! I dragged my ass out of bed at like 5:45am. I went pee. I got on the scale. I only lost 0.4 lb. And that was after TWO Zumba classes (one was 90 minutes long!) and a punishing session on the elliptical! Seriously?!? That's all I get??? Fuck that.
So... no carbs for me today. None. Zero. I can have an apple and yogurt and that's it. Almond milk in my coffee. One packet of fat free cocoa. Other than that it's sugar free gum, 3 sugar free candies, and green tea.
Tonight my dad's friend is in town. We are going out to dinner with him to a fancy restaurant. I'm kind of thrilled by the idea of being like, "Nope! Not eating, sorry!" My parents would throw a shit fit. Threaten not to take me to Vegas with them at the end of the month. But really, what choice do I have? I can't eat at night, and since Corky isn't off work until 7pm, I won't have a choice at all! Besides, my sister isn't even going to dinner with us so she can't get all pissy with me. As if she even has a right to!
This is bull. I need to lose a ton of weight before Vegas. I just need to in general, but Vegas is a tangible goal. Now I just need the strength to manage it!
Why is it 6:48am and it's not even getting light out?? I hear birds. The coyotes howled at 4am. They heard a siren. It's such a weird sound. Well, maybe it's a teeny tiny bit light. The sky is like indigo. I kinda feel like going for a walk.
Oh yeah, the other night at Red Robin, I saw this on one of the menus. Honestly....??? Pig Out Style? Great.
Ugh. I hate seeing that shit on menus. And I hate how judgmental I am that there are actually people who would order it that way. Basically, I hate trying to be normal and then hating people who ARE normal. First world problems, I know.
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