A while ago, I looked into the mirror and saw a middle-aged stranger looking back at me. To make matters worse, the bitch was FAT! I cried. That couldn't be me, could it? Sadly, I knew that it was.
I know that there is nothing that I can do about the middle-aged thing, but dammit I could lose those extra pounds. And so my endeavors began....
I began working out at Curves five days a week. Two times around the circuit is what they recommend, but that's not enough for me. Three or four times at least for this girl. I must get thin... Alas, several inches came off, but very few pounds. It was time to try drastic measures i.e. dieting.
No more yummy MTO cheeseburgers from Sheetz for lunch, as a matter of fact, no more lunch, period! Mom's homecooked dinners have been replaced by Weight Watchers Smart Ones and Lean Cuisine. I drink lots of green tea because I've been told it boosts your metabolism. My evening snack now consists of either Lipton Cup-a-Soup or a salad of mixed greens topped with light Italian dressing.... YUM!
The good news: To date, I've lost 21 pounds, if my bathroom scale is to be believed.
The bad news: That's not even half of what I want to lose! More diet enteés and green salads... Dammit, I miss junk food!
But if I waste away to a skinny little waif, maybe I can get one of these two to fall madly in love with me...
