Friday
I figured that I would update over my morning cup of coffee. I realized today that I have become the laziest fattest piece of shit. Since getting this job I've packed on like 20lbs and have not been exercising. I am now up to a size 12 or 13!!!!!!! It's like the death of me now. I have full closet of clothes that are all 8's and 10's that do
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Oh my God do I hear you!
I'm one of those "clothes girls" too. The part that hurts and frustrates most about being the size I am is the fact that I have nothing to wear, and like you, I'm 1-2 sizes away from being able to wear my favorite clothes, which hang in my closet, mocking me. When I can take clothes out of the equation (like when I find that one cute skirt that DOES fit me) I am okay with my weight. Then that one skirt is in the wash and all of a sudden, nothing fits and I feel like a big fat pigcow. Which I guess is silly because neither you nor I are even big enough to be considered "plus size" right now. I guess it's all about individual perspective.
Good luck in shunning the donuts. Me, I think I might stop by Target on my way home from the bank today and pick up some hand weights. Because a gym membership isn't in my budget, nor is it realistic to think I have time to actually go there, but there's nothing stopping me from lifting while the baby naps. It's gotta be a better use of my time than obsessive lj checking....
PS: It's nice to see you on lj again. I'd missed you. :o)
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