Sep 29, 2004 14:13
You want to hear something kind of sick.... When I was in second grade my mother used to dress me up in these skirts with white tights--so damn cute. I remember sitting with my friends and telling them that my legs looked so fat because I put cotton balls all around them inside the tights.
.....so since I was seven, I was super afraid of becoming/being fat.
...Even now, my legs are one of my "problem areas"---ankles like Grandma Bertha----seems like all I can do to hide them is build muscle in my calves. Ah, to have the legs of Gisele.......
Here's something unbelievable, but I swear it's true. ...Usually I weigh myself at night-I'm heavier at night and it's great to beat myself up a little before I go to bed. So last night I weighed in at 118 (yuck!!!) and this morning I was between 112 and 113------------I kid you not. Don't ask me how, cause I have NO idea. Once I get back to 110 I can take a half breath and then after 100 I'll breath a little bit deeper and more relaxed.
....was up all night last night, but spirits are very high. I'm motivated. My business plans are falling into place. I'm generally keeping busy--- even just doing nonsense; busy-"work". I read messages and comments on this site about 3 times per day. .....a lot of phone calls overseas (different time zones by 7-13 hours) makes my insomnia seem totally self-controlled. :)