171

3 lbs lost.
How? I'm not sure...
I didn't get a shot last week.
And I didn't work out while on vacation.
Unless you count all the walking...
But I'm not complaining.

I'm not going to get a shot today either.
Want to test out the "I can do it without" theory for another week.

174

Apparenly there was no reason to be nervous.
Because it seems I'm stuck at 174.

In the back of my head I have this horrid fear that I'll be stuck there forever, just like with 180.
But then I remind myself that I totally slacked off with exercise last week.
And I'll just be thankful that I didn't gain any.

I'm ready to be back from New Mexico so I can buy a digital scale.
Which I keep wavering on because I threw the last one away for a reason.
I'm going to have hubbs hide the scale again, for 4 weeks.
It worked last time, why not try again?

I did pack my workout clothes.
The hotel does have a workout room.
My goal is to get on the treadmill, at least, twice.

I am not going to fat doctor today.
Gonna save my $30 for the trip. haha
That's a bunch of Starbucks!
Yes, I know I should spend it on water or something healthy.

Shopping ReCap

Shopping yesterday was not as bad as I imagined it would be.
Thank goodness!!!

I found a dress at the first store, Ross.
It was only $14.99 so I got it and figured I'd bring it back if I found one elsewhere.

I had looked online for dresses at Target but, of course, when I got to the store they didn't have any of the ones I liked. I did get a pair of jean capris, size 9. I about fell out. I have no idea how I managed that one.

Today I went looking for a regular pair of jeans and was not as successful.
I ended up with a size 13/14 from Rue 21.
(My thighs are proving to be the biggest problem.)

















(the dress is more purple than black)

Tomorrow is weigh in day.
& as always, I'm super duper nervous...

More inches lost!

I tried to measure myself yesterday morning...
It was too nice to be true so I made hubbs do it this morning.

3 1/2 inches off my stomach! I cried! srsly

My arms, thighs and waist were either the same or worse. ugh

BUT my stomach is my biggest concern.
So I am happy with the findings.

And major thanks to all my friends who helped me out yesterday with the POS anonymous commenter.
It meant a lot to me!

Dear Anonymous

First of all, you are pathetic.
Anonymous? Really? Man up!

I can only imagine how pathetic your entire life is if you have to leave a nasty comment on someone's blog about their difficult times. You're wasting perfect air that someone else should be receiving.

Apparently you are a complete moron.
No where have I said I lost 11 pounds over night.
I weighed 185 in February.
180 in April.
174 May.
Does that really sound like over night to you?

Did you not see where my goal is 2 lbs a week?
Oh, sorry, you can't comprehend what's right in front of you.
Here's your reminder: my goal is 2 lbs a week.
Which means I'm already ahead of you and the point you're trying to make.

Since you probably didn't graduate high school then it's safe to assume you're not a doctor. Which means I will listen to my FAT DOCTOR before you. I do not intend on seeing him the rest of my life. It is a temporary boost to help me. I know the rules and facts. I WILL NOT MAGICALLY GAIN THE WEIGHT BACK ONCE I QUIT GOING TO HIM UNLESS I DO NOT CONTINUE TO EAT HEALTHY AND EXERCISE. It's common sense, you showed me nothing.

What was your purpose exactly?
To piss me off? Well, you succeeded. GOOD JOB!

But let me thank you.
Thank you for reminding me that pathetic people still do exist.
Thank you for reminding me that people put my life above theirs.
Thank you for reminding me that I'm not the worst person out there.
Thank you for making me want to be a better person,
because I refuse to be some lowlife excuse of a person who gets off on being a complete jackass and waste of space.

It is not my fault your life sucks, maybe you should think about that.

Torture

I'll be putting myself through torture tomorrow.
And I am NOT excited about it. At all.
In fact, I'm completely dreading it. ugh

I'm going shopping.
Have to buy a dress for the wedding.
& a new pair of jeans.

I'm ok with the dress because my dress size won't change that much with weightloss.
But I know I won't like half of them because of how I'll look in it.

No, I cannot even try to be positive.
Abso no sense in even getting my hopes up.

And the jeans?
I'm sure that will bring tears to my eyes.
I had to buy a pair about a month ago because I busted a hole in the last pair I had.
I just got a cheap pair from Walmart and they are already too big.
Size 14 and falling off of me. That kinda makes me smile, a little.

Target has my fav jeans, Mossimo. Well, they used to. I haven't bought jeans in a few years (bc I refuse to buy the size I am) so I hope I still like their's because that's where I'm starting my search.
And I already know what will happen: I will need size 14.
Cause even though the Walmart 14s are too big, the Target ones won't be.
That is just my luck!

I used to wear a size 7 jean. SEVEN!
My size has doubled!
That makes me want to vomit. All my guts out.

Reminder to self: I haven't worked out since Sunday!
I'm going to bust my ass this weekend.
Esp w/abs. I wasn't seeing a fat loss in my gut but suddenly I see the skin looking different and it's freaking me out. I do not want saggyness...

My fat doctor used to offer shots directly into the problem areas.
Back then I was not this big and I was only worried about saddle bags and I said, HECK NO.
But I'm way past the pain at this point.
Of course, they don't offer it anymore.
But they're going to check into it for me.
*cross your fingers for me!*

Struggles

I have to change my routine.

My husband works 2nd shift.
I only have afternoons w/him on Wed & Thurs.
And on those days I need to be spending time w/him,
not spending an hour plus working out and then an hour to cool/calm down.

So, Wed & Thurs will be my off days.
Unless I can find the motivation to get up early enough in the mornings.
(which, of course, is what he thinks I should do)

This means I can have no excuse the rest of the week.
I have not worked out since Sunday... UGH!