At the end of May I made a goal. I would lose 5 lbs throughout the month of June. Well, I finally realized on June 16th that instead of losing 5 lbs, I had gained 5 lbs, technically 5.4. In my defense I had a birthday June 7th and there was lots of cakes, pies, cobblers, and a general glutenous attitude. I decided I would still try to achieve my goal. That means I have to lose 10.4 lbs in 14 days. On Weight Watchers they tell you not to weigh yourself everyday. Well I've always been a rebel so I do it anyways. I have to lose .75 lbs per day to get to my goal. Well Day 1 was quite the success, down 3.6. Yesterday, another solid day, down another 1.4. I was thinking, I'm way ahead of goal, this should be easy. I know that not everyday will be this good but I'm feel pretty arrogant. Then today, I gained .8. Mother fucker!!!!! I was pissed. I had been so good yesterday too, ate a salad with turkey and black beans for dinner and ran my fat ass for 40 minutes. Marc got home and wanted to go get some takeout from Jade Garden (formerly Ming's Wok) where he got sweet n sour chicken, pork fried rice, and an egg roll. I just sat there and sipped my water and pretended like I didn't want it, but really I was desperate to club him in the head and steal the glorious MSG filled platter. 
About an hour later he wanted to run up to Casey's to get a drink. He came out with the king size PB Twix bar. We went back to his place and put in Mind of Mencia and he started to eat it. Have you seen these things? They look delicious, Peanut Butter covering some chocolate wafer thing dipped in milk chocolate. Every fat girl's dream. He thought I was being affectionate by asking for a kiss, but really I just wanted to be closer to the sweet peanut butter and chocolate scent. I didn't eat any of it though, not even a bite. Have you ever played the "I'll just have A bite" game? It doesn't end well.
About an hour later he wanted to run up to Casey's to get a drink. He came out with the king size PB Twix bar. We went back to his place and put in Mind of Mencia and he started to eat it. Have you seen these things? They look delicious, Peanut Butter covering some chocolate wafer thing dipped in milk chocolate. Every fat girl's dream. He thought I was being affectionate by asking for a kiss, but really I just wanted to be closer to the sweet peanut butter and chocolate scent. I didn't eat any of it though, not even a bite. Have you ever played the "I'll just have A bite" game? It doesn't end well. I know there are lots of good explanations for not losing again today. My muscles might be retaining water from my run since my legs are sore, maybe I have to pooh, and weight just naturally fluctuates from day to day. I really wanted it today though after being so good yesterday. F-in scale. I thought we were friends this week?
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what a tease your boyfriend is. that is willpower you have, friend! but i am also in a fight with the scale as i ran a 5k at the gym last night and am still the same as i was the day before. i also weigh myself every day which is either fun or fucking awful. today: in between. fucking scale.
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