The combo of the cult Curves and trying to eat more fruits and veggies seems to be paying off- I am officially a size 18. Last time I put my purple velvet mock-frock coat on, I could barely button it. It is now so loose that not only can I button it, but there's excess fabric in the front when it's closed.

I can't remember what my official weight at the doctors office, but I hopped on a scale at the gym yesterday, and I'd estimate that I've lost about 15 pounds in the last 2 months or so.

I rule.

And I'm pretty. Ask a toddler.
I've made my 12 workouts in 4 weeks thing.  (Not a month, because they start from the beginning of the month, not the day you started.)  The workouts are getting better, and I feel a change. 

I gained 7 pounds.  SEVEN MOTHERFUCKING POUNDS.  I lost...ooooh...a whole half an inch. 

I don't want to go through the whole eating habits thing again- suffice it to say that they haven't changed from when I -was- losing weight. 

I am so discouraged right now.  Came home about 2/3 of the way through my workout because I kept starting to cry whenever I looked at anyone.  Such a fun feeling.  Once I got here I went upstairs and had a good cry.

I'm within about 6 pounds of my heaviest weight again. 

Oh well.  Back to the gym tomorrow, I guess. 

December 2015



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