Never mind that it's 6:24 on a Saturday and I feel like blogging, maybe just be grateful that I'm sitting here in my underwear while typing. My gift to you is the visual in your head right now.
Here's what I want to talk about: the fact that I can't stop eating. The fact that I haven't been able to stop eating basically since I got pregnant with Fatty 2.5 years ago. There's nothing wrong with this friends, nothing wrong because I work out enough that I haven't suffered any truly ill effects. My pants button comfortably most of the time, I can fit into all of the same clothes I wore before. The problem is that they could stand to fit a little bit better. The fact that the scale is still 10-12 lbs heavier than 30 months ago is a little bit disturbing to me. If I could manage what went into my mouth a little better, I know that number wouldn't be such a problem. Oh but Kalli, you say, it's nothing but a number. I know that stupid. But when you're tall like me and weigh as much as an average wide receiver it feels a little weird. The thing about being tall is that the weight just distributes itself to different places. I can fluctuate 10 lbs and still stay in the same size. It's both a gift and a curse. And I just love food SO MUCH.
Well, I don't like it. Any of it. So I'm going to doing something about it. Maybe not Weight Watchers again just yet, but some calorie counting, vegetable eating business. I want to lean this out and get my sexy on (even more sexy, duh). Maybe I'll post my results every week, that seemed to give me some motivation last time I lost a significant chunk of weight (even though you can't really tell when I lose a significant chunk of weight). I guess I need to be held liable or whatever.
My friend Whitney is the inspiration for all this btw, she's a total Betty after losing like 20 lbs by working her a.s.s. off. I dedicate this one to you Whit, cue music...
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I don't know what you lookey like IRL, but I know that a single male friend of mine recently saw a comment you made on FB and messaged me privately to ask if you were single. So, there's that.
Anyway GL on getting your (more) sexy on.
"You can DO it!"
You are so kind.
When I lose 10+ pounds, I get a lot of comments because I am a short round and it shows. And comments are a long the lines of "Wow, you look great!" which I translate into "Holy hell, it was about time you got up off your large caboose and did something about all that weight! Thank heavens you finally did!"
Do post your results. Be accountable to your readers. We are so caring.
I still have 15 El Bees to go myself. Only problem is, when you're 5'3", you gain one pound and suddenly nothing fits. I'm so tired of having no clothes...
You on the other hand, look great. No need to calorie count fer sure
You do look great. I'm not just blowing sunshine at you, you are truly a gorgeous person. But if you don't FEEL great, then - who cares, right? For me, now, when I'm not eating right, and that number changes - the number is just an indicator that I am not in control of my eating. So to me, it's not a meaningless number, it's an indicator. Uh, like I just said. (Repetitive much?)
Let me know if you want to get together and do something crazy like walk up Suncrest. (I would never make it past the first housing development but we could totally PLAN to do it, and when people asked what your plans for a particular evening were, you could just be all nonchalant like, "Oh, I'm walking up to the top of Suncrest tonight." Whether or not we actually MAKE it anywhere, well, THEY DON'T NEED TO KNOW.
But not till after I move because dang lady, right now you live too damn far away.
Or rather, I do.
Totally feel ya! And don't roll your eyes and don't you dare call me "skinny"... blech! I just meant that I know how being tall distributes the weight and how nobody can really tell but us, how much things have changed after babies. I have a rather ridiculous fear of my gall bladder and I really truly love fruits and veggies, so I do alright. What I wouldn't give for a gym membership and some strength training so I can take care of my daughter, among other health benefits. Anyway, just wanted to commiserate! ;)
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