Almost Gastric Bypass's Allan calls "this crap" off of me. I am not hating on myself, just my fat. So on top of buying the diet food scale now so I can really get an accurate measure of my meats, I am getting off my "crappy" ass and doing some exercise. Walking is easy. The grand babies love it. The stroller is working great. I get to say "hi to all their school friends". So my "Slimmer For Summer" started as soon as I began walking with the grand kids, two days ago.
Measurements. I am not going there. I am already seeing a big number on the scale (even after the "quarter 100 lb. loss) and to see ultra large numbers to compare to the "Michelen Man" is not good for my esteem. I have to bow out on that portion of the challenge. I hang on to my esteem by a thread relying a great deal on the rose color glasses I have on in life. I know that I am large. And I know that when I hold the roll just below my belly button and flap it fast enough I can cool off my knees, LOL. And thank goodness for my bra. I am 53 yrs old. I just want to lose weight and try to pause that aging f-ing clock a bit. I am not looking for a bod like Jane Fonda (way older that me)...just a bod that can fit into some regular fashion sizes. I also do not like the term "Morbidly" obese. I want to keep the morbid further on down the road, thank you.
And there is a mean mind flash of a moment to be able to wear these shoes and threaten some Narcissistic fatty hating men with them (just only a flash in my mind).
One more thing! My scary scooter butt shot! BOO! LMFAO!
I am seriously having fun. Just reminding myself of my journey to
fit my scooter better as well!