I see London, I see France I need smaller underpants!!!
Week one is over, and I lost 13 pounds! Even my supervisor was impressed with those results. Molly was home yesterday and I asked her if she could tell I'd lost weight. "Not really," was her honest reply, but we did agree that I may be down a chin. I'm happy with that, because in the last family pictures that were taken earlier in the month, my head looked like it had been inflated with a tire pump. The other thing I noticed today was that my underwear are too big!!
My children cringe every spring when I start hanging clothes on the line. Nothing is off limits, even the granny underwear, which are affectionately referred to as "the great whites." Many a summer day they have been flying high in the backyard, while my neighbors speculate if we are surrendering to someone. I am a long way from needing to shop at Victoria's Secret, but I'm headed in the right direction.
Today was a little disappointing. I had to go to a meeting in Wisconsin Dells. I took some pudding mix and fruit with me, but felt stupid mixing it up at the table so I ate the entree that was served. FAIL. I got right back on program tonight though. Thong season is coming! EWW!
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Sounds like you're doing great Kelley. One week quickly turns into six. I for one think starting a diet in February is much more likely to succeed than the typical January 1--those start dates seem destined to fail--maybe too much expectation or stopping cold turkey one day after the holiday season. In any event, keep up the good work, when you're tempted think of all the support you have and most importantly your wonderful sense of humor is always in your diet plan.
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