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{March 12, 2013}   Small Victories

At the doctors yesterday I was elated to discover that I have lost four pounds! I know four pounds isn’t a lot, but if you think about it that’s a half gallon of milk or a can of beans. That’s just the motivation that I need to get back into boxing, broken hand or not. I still have one good hand 🙂
Quick run down of my history: When I first injured my shoulder and my back I lost about ten pounds, bringing me just under my healthy weight according to the BMI. However, it didn’t take long of being laid up to gain that back, plus another ten. I’ve always struggled with my weight. I went from an obese fourteen year old to a thin, bulimic seventeen year old, to a healthy, active twenty-one year old. It’s a cycle, really. I still have my off days when I resort back to the bulimic ways, but I’ve been doing a good job with eating healthy and drinking a lot less alcohol and soda. And I’m at the point where I understand that losing fatty weight takes work.

Physical Therapy today. It’s raining cats and dogs and I really don’t feel like going anywhere. Is it just me or does it seem like every day is laundry day???



{December 28, 2012}   You Found Me

Today I glanced at the full length body mirror as I stepped out of the shower and I cringed. Literally. So naturally I had to take it a step further and weigh myself on the scales. TWO MORE POUNDS ADDED. That makes eight. So I got dressed in my usual jeans, baggy department sweater, work boots and baseball cap pulled low and dragged my ass to Walgreen’s (after cleaning a foot of snow off of the car and snow-blowing a path for it from yesterdays lovely storm). I settled on Lipozene. You’ve probably seen the commercials for it- “clinically proven to reduce weight, 78% of weight loss= pure fat!”. Hmm… I’m desperate enough to try it out. Supposedly you don’t have to change what you eat or add exercise or anything like that. We’ll see! God, I hope it works. Maybe if I lose 20-25 pounds I won’t be in so much pain all of the time. It’s worth a try, right?

Speaking of pain… I’m off to snuggle with my heating pads (yes, that’s plural. They should make body-sized heating pads!).



{October 24, 2012}   Surfing the Diets

I’ve been surfing online for over an hour now for an affordable weight-loss pill, seeing as the ones I’ve been taking have seemed to stop working. By affordable I mean twenty dollars or less. I stumbled across the Diet Dots you see on the left here. The reviews are unbelievable, as in I’m not sure the company didn’t write them to try and sell their products. One ‘customer’ wrote that she lost eight pounds in the first two weeks and ten pounds the following two weeks of taking it. She claims she didn’t change her diet and she doesn’t exercise. Hmmm… eighteen pounds gone in a month without any work put into it? I’m a bit skeptical, but for four dollars I think I’ll give it a try. IF it does such miracle work by itself, just imagine what it would do with some exercise and calorie restriction! Maybe I could finally reach my goal weight. Maybe tonight when the stores are empty I will go get some for a trial, and also pick up a new jump rope because the dog thought mine looked like a fun tug-of-war toy, and my niece agreed with him whole-heartedly.

I need underwear like this. Good motivational tool.

Right now I’m saving up money to buy a good punching bag, more for my mental well being than exercise. I don’t want to be one of those women who is all muscular and scary looking. I just want to lose more weight and have a healthy way to let my anger out. My father says that if I have a punching bag to let my anger out on I’ll end up with broken hands. Ha! He sure does know me, but I learned how to effectively punch when I took martial arts and self defense classes. Now if only I could get my mother to stop bringing me pants. The thought is a good one, but she hands them to me and says, “You’re the only one I can think of that’s small enough to squeeze into these”. And then I can’t squeeze into them. Hello! I’m not a size zero! Yet.

Make the flabbiness go away.

Make the love handles melt.

Make my thunder thighs slim.

Make my upper arms still, not jiggly.

Make my face sharp and shapely, not round and pudgy.



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