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"The rest of the world lives to eat, while I eat to live."
- Socrates

Hooooowdy dooooody.

Since the last post, things have happened, not a lot, but they have happened. 

Fatty Arbuckle

Thankfully my body and hard work didn't disappoint at my weigh-in on Thursday morning. I was feeling a little edgy going into the meeting because I had been feeling bloated and heavy for the majority of the week, thanks to Aunt Flow, whom never made an appearance entirely. To my delight though the arm on the scale keeps moving more towards the wall in Keith's office. Be it the smile on his face or the high five, I know that I've succeeded over the past week.

I am happy to report that I have decreased in size again this week by 2 3/4 pounds. The most incredible thing though is sitting down and realizing that in as little as 5 1/4 pounds, I will be reaching the forty mark. Three months ago I never thought that I could achieve this. I know I still have a long ways to go but holy crap! How wonderful it feels to see the numbers going down and not up.

Don't get me wrong though, throughout my life I never really was a yo-yo dieter or anything like that. I had tried to do weight watchers a time or two, but that would crash and burn once something stressful came up or life changed in a way I wasn't expecting. It didn't help either that I had the wool over my eyes to the realization that my weight was out of control. It's hard for it not to be when you have a loving boyfriend who tells you, "you are beautiful!" and a family that refuses to use the word fat. I understand that this was to protect me and not hurt my feelings but sometimes, the word fat needs to cross our lips, cause god knows we have no problem eating it.

 As for the literature in my life, I have completed Unbearable Lightness by Portia De Rossi, bought The Red Market by Scott Carney and started to read Ask The Headhunter by Nick A. Corcodilos. As for the last one in that list...when I read it, it seems as though it should be a woman talking to me. No idea why, but I get girly vibe. Fingers crossed that it will help me in the pursuit of happiness, safety and a booming career. *eyes, fingers, arms, legs and toes crossed*

Today was an adventure in its own right, which started out with the Zoo with Lindsay (37th Anniversary today), Trivial Pursuit with Aunt Av (two separate editions), cooking with Trev and to top it all off, business paperwork to go out to Jill and her counterparts as well as information for student loans to tell them how poor I am. I am so poor I can hardly afford to OR to go on the end of it. I'm PO. Here's hoping the information will keep the wolves at bay and away from my ankles. 

This weekend has been busy with going to New River to see with Trudy and Richard, a visit from Trev's parents and then went to see Mom and Dad. It has been a good few days and here's hoping that it continues. I'll be heading to the gym later tomorrow morning and I am really looking forward to it. It seems that with the weekend comes weak legs. I don't feel nearly as good as I do the rest of the week when I work out at least four days. I believe I need to start adding more walking in during the week and on the weekends. Sometimes I find it hard at home because all of my workout clothes are capri length and I do NOT want my Grandfather to get a peek of my tattoo. The mans in his 80s. There is no need to start something and have his opinion of me change. That's the last thing I need or want right now. Sounds like an excuse but I am refusing to buy new clothes at the moment. Might be made of fat, but I'm not made of money. 

Coo coo cachoo,

Gillian