...me too. I've only been 21 for close to two months and I've already realized I can't freaking drink if I want to lose. period. and it makes me GRUMPY. I wanna be a college kid, dangit! Ok, sure, so I celebrated my 21st birthday for 5 weeks straight, but still... guh.
Also, i'm grumpy that everything that tastes good seems to be off limits. I mean, honestly, I'd rather eat nothing than eat healthy sometimes.
I miss my boyfriend. He's 3.5 hours away for the summer and I'm seeing him for the first time since Memorial Day on the 24th. I hate this long distance crap. I wanna go back to Tuscaloosa and be with him. I'm lonely.
I'm so tired of being told I don't need to lose anymore weight. Anyone with any knowledge of what's really normal would know that I'm closer to overweight than underweight right now. I'm tired of being fat. I've been fat for too damn long. I want to be skinny and no one is going to take that from me.
I want the scale to MOVE. Guh.
Oh, and I WANT A FREAKING 1000 CALORIE BURRITO FROM MOES.
I am so sick of cravings. I keep promising myself that once I hit 130 I can eat half a chocolate bar. I can't stop thinking about eating one and ritz cheese crackers. I can't seem to get past the 133 mark though. I guess it's a good thing in a way. I really don't need chocolate even though my taste buds think I do. Once I hit 130 though, I will have lost 15 pounds, so that's why I want to wait. Then I will have another 15 pounds to go to my goal weight. Hopefully I can.
I've been staying with my mom since my car is being repaired and she's been bringing me to work and whatnot.. and she has junk food in the house.. lots of it. I've been eating TERRIBLY. Chocolate covered bananas, ice cream, brownies, raviolis, eesh. And I should feel bad, I really should, but I don't. I feel bad that I don't feel bad.
It's been 7 months and I'm still not close to goal >. Yes, I've lost a lot, but the lbs are just holding on for dear life, scraping away as if they're saving themselves up for some sort of impending ice age. This diet is taking over my brain...I can't enjoy food, I never feel satisfied, and it's making me obsessed...not to mention crotchety and annoying to be around, because I'm so preoccupied thinking about it. I mean for god's sake, I eat the amount of calories that some anorexics do, and I still lose mere ounces a week, if anything. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH.
Hopefully, for the sake of my sanity, this will all be done with in 4-5 more months, and I can start eating maintenance (the wonderful glimmer of hope at the end of a very long, dark, and fiber-y tunnel.)
I hate that I have muffintops and a fudgy midsection now. I used to have heavy legs and a nice stomach but now as I got older and I lost and gained the same 10 pounds I have found that overall my thighs got skinnier (they are by far not skinny yet) and my stomach got chubby and jiggly and gross.
It sucks
I love this thread. Sometimes a good whine session is all we need! Just get it out of our system with others who understand!
I want to spot reduce, darnit! I want to be able to say "Lose the fat in my arms first... then my stomach. After those are normal-sized we can talk about losing fat elsewhere."
I had almost non-stop sex all weekend with my new boyfriend and now have a raging UTI. Attempting to treat it just with water, cranberry capsules, asparagus and urinary health tea, but it's feeling like I may need to go get antibiotics for this one. Why do things that feel so good always have to feel so bad later on????
I had almost non-stop sex all weekend with my new boyfriend and now have a raging UTI. Attempting to treat it just with water, cranberry capsules, asparagus and urinary health tea, but it's feeling like I may need to go get antibiotics for this one. Why do things that feel so good always have to feel so bad later on????
Eek! Sometimes you can head them off with water and cranberry juice, but I would say that you need to get some antibiotics. You will feel so much better so much faster!
Ugh I want to whine too. I love losing weight, I love the body change. But I am POOR and trying to keep in clothes that fit and don't look stupid is hard. I'm doing what I can recycling my things at goodwill and value village, but it still starts to add up. I currently have several cute bottoms that fit and no tops that really fit, they all hang quite a bit. Also I only have one bra that fits and it's now pretty ripped after my really ungraceful dismount from a horse the other day.... I want clothes!
Ugh I want to whine too. I love losing weight, I love the body change. But I am POOR and trying to keep in clothes that fit and don't look stupid is hard. I'm doing what I can recycling my things at goodwill and value village, but it still starts to add up. I currently have several cute bottoms that fit and no tops that really fit, they all hang quite a bit. Also I only have one bra that fits and it's now pretty ripped after my really ungraceful dismount from a horse the other day.... I want clothes!
Yep, I'm dealing with that too but we don't have any thrift stores around that I can afford so I'm basically in way-too-big clothes. Today the last pair of blue jeans that I had that sort of fit, well, my DD just learned how to pull down her own pants to pee and she thought it would be fun to do that on everybody in our household... so long story short it turns out they are so baggy that even a toddler can pull them down without them being unbuttoned!
My tops are just ridiculously hug and DD now claims that I'm wearing dresses! Oh, and I FINALLY got to order new bras (early b-day gift! ) but they're taking forever to arrive in the mail. UGH!
so long story short it turns out they are so baggy that even a toddler can pull them down without them being unbuttoned!
Oops! Yeah I tend to wear things until they are able to slip off without any help. I have quite a few stairs from my parking lot to my apartment and I've more than once had my hands full and ended up flashing the entire street below! Ugh! :P
Oops! Yeah I tend to wear things until they are able to slip off without any help. I have quite a few stairs from my parking lot to my apartment and I've more than once had my hands full and ended up flashing the entire street below! Ugh! :P
Yikes! And sadly familiar... It's hard to remember to wear a belt on pants that used to be super tight on me. It's a good thing but not always the easiest to remember.
) but they're taking forever to arrive in the mail. UGH! 