Ooops

Well, everything WAS going great yesterday until HOT BF wanted a hamburger and we ended up at Johnny Rockets... Yeah, got a cheeseburger and a milkshake. I know some of you are throwing up just thinking about that. I came home and immediately took a couple of laxatives (my gag reflex doesn't allow purging, it sucks). I know, it's gross, but whatever, it gets the job done. I have it in my mind that it allows me to get rid of food faster so it doesn't stay in my body as long sucking up all the fat. I hope that's true, but I'm too lazy to look it up.

So far this morning I ate a peach and now I'm off to run a couple of miles before the heat flares up.

On a fun side note, tomorrow is my last graduate school class EVA. I'll have my master's degree in a few short weeks and I'm hoping it will help me get a job and get out of this apartment so I don't stare at food all day.

It's official

So I gave in, no surprise we're not exactly bloggers of will power are we? I weighed myself this morning to see how much weight I gained over the weekend, and to my own delight, I'm still 139. Which means I can officially make the check mark for that number.

Feeling good, though I have eaten a lot today. I had half a cup of oatmeal with raisins around 5:30 a.m. An egg, 1 piece of toast (from the farmer's market so at least there's no "enriched flour") and a tomato around 10:30 a.m. Then a half can of tuna with tomato and a piece of cheese (!) on the same bread around 1 p.m. Oh, and I just ate a sucker. F my bank for always have awesome looking suckers because I'm such a sucka for them.

I'll be heading to the gym in a few to work on my chin-ups and deadlifts. I swear to god I'll be more excited to finally get a chin-up than I will to reach 135.

I'm Back!

Hello ladies!

OK, so I'm back from my diet break. Somehow I actually got down to 139 anyway (for one whole week I was at 137, but I'm back to 139). I figure if I get back on the dieting bandwagon I'll be able to lose this last 9 pounds and finally see the 20s. I'm trying to keep it realistic though and tell myself it might take a few months.

I'm still at the gym 5 days a week and ran an 8K on Saturday, but my eating has been out of control the last couple of days. To the point that I'm pretty sure I'm back to 140, probably 141, but I refuse to weigh myself until Friday.

So hello Diet, Inching Quarterlife is back and she's here to be your servent.

Goal: 135 by August 31.