See? This is what I do... I disappear... for a long time....
After my vacation (on my birthday) at the end of June/beginning of July, it was basically just a big, fat carb-fest in the South. We had a ton of fun in the Smokey Mountains and I will post pics eventually, but really, I am disappointed in my attitude post-vacation. The carbohydrates have wreaked havoc on my body. All of my symptoms of pre-diabetes are back full-force, so I have to do this to regulate my blood sugar, if not for smaller pants.
I'm a bad blogger and sometimes, I'm a bad friend. Do you guys ever just disappear for a long time? It's a bad habit of mine.....
I caught a glimpse of my face in the mirror and it looked totally fat. I have just kind of let myself go... I need to get my hair cut and I need to get my eyebrows waxed.... because I am worth it.
The real kicker is that my chiropractor asked me if I weighed under 300 pounds. She was all like, "You are under 300, right?"
First, never #$%#$ ask somebody that! Are you serious? I mean, what if I was over 300? I have been, more than once in my life.... Once in 2001 and once in 2009, but I have been hovering way-too-close to that number. I mean, yeah, it IS just a number, but this lady knows my body. She gives me adjustments every 3-4 weeks. I found it just kind of alarming and eye-opening to say the least. She recommended a 500 calorie diet and some spray on my tongue. She also told my 200-pound mother that she should do the diet, also. See, she just lost 50 pounds on it, so she is quite sanctimonious about for the time being.
I have had a lovely low-carb breakfast and lunch.... my brother just showed up with two large pizzas from a super-yummy pizza joint, but living in this skin is not yummy.... Also, took an almost 2-mile walk with my Dogter, so that was refreshing.
In weight news, I am probably in the lower 280's. On my one-year blogiversary, I was 30 pounds down (306 to 276 or a little less), so that is good to report. I bought some size 20 dresses from Lane Bryant outlet and some size 22 pants and size 22/24 tops. My arms and face are ever-growing.
I do not love my body these days and I find sleeping is harder and so is breathing. I have been waking up already-depressed because I hate my body... and then I find myself fantasizing about food... just as an escape from the fact that I do not heart my body. I have always been a confident girl, at any size, trust me... but lately... I just want out. Hot body, here I come! Bye, bye, big, fat belly!
In good news, my one-year anni of quitting smoking cigs was on 8-8-10 and that is what I am most proud of in the past year.... I honestly used to think that I would probably die a smoker.
How are YOU all doing??