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The Gooch Lives… what now?

In one of my favorite movies, “Auntie Mame”, the lead character frustratingly tells her dowdy secretary, Agnes Gooch, to break free from her constricted wallflower role & to “live! live!”. After a night of drunken debauchery, the secretary returns home utterly frazzled. She pulls up her dress & climbs the stairs to Auntie Mame’s bedchambers to seek [...]

I don’t usually talk about my sisters or mom & dad. I think about them, & probably talk about them, more than I see or talk to them. We don’t live near each other. The closest person to me, geographically, is my sister (both my sisters are younger than me); & she lives several large [...]

See Me

Sometime during the past week or so, I ran out of clean clothes. Which isn’t to say I ran around town naked; I just had to reach into the depths of my closet to find ANYTHING I could wear in public without either getting cited for indecency or assumed to be an escapee from an insane asylum.
I absolutely [...]

Checking-In

This week, my diet has been very good. I’ve rollerskated only once, but it was a good sweat. I plan to get to my first kickboxing class in several months tonight. I’m sure it will be tough, but good.
Weight: 205.4 (down 3 pounds) :-D 
 

Total transformation

On the road to gaining my weight, I rarely wore makeup or did anything to my hair.
At some point, at my largest weight, I started to wear my hair my plaits, twisted around my head like a little Dutch girl. I thought it was a cute look. It was also easy.
After losing some weight, I [...]

Just checking in

Doing well staying on track. I’ve kept to my diet plan, & even went to bed a little hungry last night. First time for that experience in a long time.
So far, I’ve gone to kickboxing & rollerskating. Today, I planned to rollerskate & walk, but my exercise partners fell though AND we’re having cold & [...]

Devil inside

One thing I’ve noticed about myself is that I’m very competitive… sorta. I’m not one of those people who feels better about myself if someone else has gained weight or fails to achieve something they wanted. I think stuff like that is really mean & pointless. The way in which I’m competitive is that if [...]

Another day, another… ?

OK, so I’m not going to give a big blustery speech about how *this time* everything’s going to change. I won’t prattle on about how things are different, or make promises I’ll fail to keep.
I’m just going to post the following & let my actions speak for themselves: 
Starting weight: 208.8