Once upon a time, this summer, I worked my butt off (literally) housekeeping and got skinnier.
I felt pretty good about myself and the super cute jeans I was able to fit into.
Then I came back to school.
I had some emotional disturbances in my life, and I started tossing my cookies and stopped eating (very much) (Please note: this was a physiological reaction, rather than a self inflicted state.)
So I remained skinnier, and perhaps even got more so.
After two months of the aforementioned cookie tossing, I went to the doctor.
She diagnosed the physiological reason and started me on some medicine that took care of the up-chucking.
I started to feel better.
And I started to eat.
And wouldn't you know, Those jeans started getting a little snug. (boo!)
I realized that Thanksgiving was coming up, and that following that would be much cookie eating and joy.
So I decided on November 1st that I would stop eating sugar until Thanksgiving.
Who was I kidding?
It didn't last long. And by not long, I mean that it lasted until my roommate brought home doughnuts.
(That being said, I do want to start being more careful about what/how much I eat. I like the worked off butt look)
I'm glad you're not throwing up anymore, but I'm sorry your pants are tight. I can relate to that feeling. I think that our lack of self control is a genetic flaw. I've pretty much stopped making resolutions because I know that in time I'll give in to the temptations and make some delicious. How can we cure ourselves?
ReplyDeletehahaha I totally know the no-sweets dilemma - it's hardest right when you start it!! opposition in all things really is a true principle!!! gah!! (as for me, my cousin gave me a HUGE bag of candy for my bday, how can I help but eat it??) If you have lack of self-control, maybe we're related b/c I certainly have it too. yay for no puking.
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