WALK THE PLANK
So.. I weighed myself when my parents were out of town about 2 weeks ago and I have lost 13 pounds since then! I weighed 285 (I know that's reeeeeally bad) and now I weigh 272. I feel like I don't LOOK that big (I weigh more than my mom.. which.. doesn't look like I do) but our family carries weight well. I mean of course I have a big belly and arms and all that but I'm not like.. bulbously round or anything, lol. My mom and I started walking Wednesday morning. We've walked every morning since. My moms lost 8 pounds since she last weighed herself. I'm going to start working out next week. My body is still adapting to the whole walking thing, lol. After the first day my legs were all "fuck you" sore. BUT now my shins are the only sore thing and I've been feeling great. I feel like I have more energy and I wake up feeling good. It's awesome. It's more about being healthy but I'd also love to look good too, lol.
I have a "goal" outfit picked out, but really I'd like to get down to a size 14 pants. I wear a 22 now. That's so insane to me. I was a size 16 almost 18 when I met Ray. That is really bad, but we ate nothing but fast food and junk. Seriously. Then we'd lay around playing video games, watching movies and tv and never actually doing anything active. I feel so ugly and gross just seeing how much I've changed. I'd love to be "skinny" like my sister but realistically I'd be content at a size 14 lol. We'll have to see though. I've been cutting back on my portions of food and trying to eat healthier as well.
I talked to Ray on the phone last night and I cried like a fool. I dunno why but whenever he asks me if I'm okay or how I'm doing I just instantly cry. I feel like such an idiot, but I can't help it. I guess I'm just really sad inside and have been for awhile, which was the point of us breaking up. I needed to fix myself and make me happy before trying to make another person happy.
I really need a job. Badly. I've been applying to places like crazy but getting no response or the job ends up being somewhere too far like Dayton or Kentucky. Suckface to that.
I have a "goal" outfit picked out, but really I'd like to get down to a size 14 pants. I wear a 22 now. That's so insane to me. I was a size 16 almost 18 when I met Ray. That is really bad, but we ate nothing but fast food and junk. Seriously. Then we'd lay around playing video games, watching movies and tv and never actually doing anything active. I feel so ugly and gross just seeing how much I've changed. I'd love to be "skinny" like my sister but realistically I'd be content at a size 14 lol. We'll have to see though. I've been cutting back on my portions of food and trying to eat healthier as well.
I talked to Ray on the phone last night and I cried like a fool. I dunno why but whenever he asks me if I'm okay or how I'm doing I just instantly cry. I feel like such an idiot, but I can't help it. I guess I'm just really sad inside and have been for awhile, which was the point of us breaking up. I needed to fix myself and make me happy before trying to make another person happy.
I really need a job. Badly. I've been applying to places like crazy but getting no response or the job ends up being somewhere too far like Dayton or Kentucky. Suckface to that.