You and me have a disease

Reason to be Skinny #20:

Bikini Season, need I say more?


Well, I'm back, and not fucking happy =(

Things look at least a little better than they did the last time I posted.

Vacation was fun overall. I did even manage to get a tan =) But seriously it was almost 2 weeks solid of eating out for EVERY meal. We also ate at Buffets a lot because they were the "best deal". I HATE buffets, because my dad usually throws a fit if I don't eat my "money's worth".

That's not to say that I stuffed myself beyond belief or anything. Let's just say that I don't think I was even remotely hungry in the last 2 weeks. =/

Ugggg

So we get off the plan and back home, and my dad decides it would be "fun" to see how much weight he gained, then my brother follows suite. My brother doesn't like the number and walks away. Then my dad starts bugging the shit out of me to step on the scale. Now mind you the scale was in the middle of the fucking kitchen (from when we weighed out luggage before leaving). So I tell him HELL NO! and he bugs the shit out of me, and basically makes me get on this fucking scale. >=( <--- That's my angry face.

So I get on the scale and it says 198.8lbs After I have a heart attack and pick myself up off the floor, I start protesting that the scale must be off, after all my brother had a really bad number too, we should get a new scale sometime. So get this, then my dad decides that no, the scale has to be right, and has me set my suitcase on it since we knew exactly what it weighed from the airport. So then I did that, and the scale was only off by 0.2lbs

I could have slit my wrists right there.

Never before have I actually almost cried from a scale. So that would be when I wrote my last blog. Luckily by the time I woke up the next morning it was reading a more friendly 193 lbs. As of tonight it's between 194 to 195. I'll give an official weigh in tomorrow per Wednesday weigh ins.

It's not even close to being good, but at least it's not suicide worthy.

Fuck my life!

For real.

Plan for tomorrow and getting back on track.

Gonna skip breakfast. Grab some spinach and salad dressing for lunch. An apple for after work, and then I'm going shopping. Time to get some low calorie food back in my apartment. Will and Izzie are still staying for another weekish so I have to look like I'm eating (especially since Izzie actually works with me at the moment. So none of the "I ate at work" or "I ate at home" stuff =/)

After the shopping trip I'm going to clean out my room. Clean room is equal to floor space so I can work out (My gym membership expired, but I don't actually have time to GET to the gym right now, so I need to keep up with this at home.

If I get my room cleaned tomorrow, then by thursday I can start with workouts again. I think I'm going to take up running too later this summer. Something I've always wanted to do (I'm a strictly treadmill runner normally. I fucking hate hills, and there are a LOT where I live.)

So that's the plan. Now to stick to it!

Oh, and before I get gone... Welcome new followers! I was very surprised to see that my follows grew quite a bit while I was gone. 20 people! DAMN.... glad people are interested, I just thought I was rambling.

Still failing,
~Wendy