Well, Today was actually awesome.
I did my stairmaster for 40 minutes (127 floors and 330 cals)
And I walked my two miles (200 cals)
Total burn 530
Breakfast eggs and toast 310
Coffee the usual 2 cups...240 cal.
lunch went to a new mediterranean restaurant and had a Romain salad with chicken, tomatoes, cucumber and red onion and 2 Tablespoons of FEta....No dressing...topped out at 250 max.
2 pieces of dark chocolate. small...120 cal.
7 crackers and butter 184 cal.
one latortilla burrito with ground beef and 1/3 cup cheese and tomatoes and lettuce
Total dinner 544 calories
Total cals in 1464
Total deficit... around 600.
Works for me.
So, on to secrets Fat girls know...
Secret one...We know how to dress to make our fat look less.
clothes that skim, and don't cling.
Makeup that hides our double chin
hair that's bigger
Jewelry that's bigger.
Children can be snatched before a photo and used as a shield
pillows, chairs, couches, various projects and the occasional and very judiciously placed half wall...(If you are lucky)
And if you aren't, eveyone knows you turn one quarter turn and suck your gut in, bend your leg, lift your chin and hope for the best.
If it's someone you know...you threaten them with maiming and a look and say...From HERE up.
All ladies know where here starts...
That's the chest.
Well, I have to say it feels good to wear bright colors....
and to stop pulling my childrens arms out of their sockets if they are unlucky enough to be within reaching distance when ever someone pulls out their camera.
But I have taken what I learned as a fat girl and am now using my knowledge to buy clothing that flatters me, even though I still have a stomach and thighs that are really holding the last 15 lbs or so.
(It is holding on for dear life right around my middle.)
But I shall perservere.
Remember, nothing is ever a waste if it adds to who you are.
I am glad I was a fat girl.
It made more aware of other's feelings.
It made me more aware of my own imperfections in both my physical look and my character.
It made me very aware of how lucky I was to have a husband who loves me, fat or thin.
That gives me a perspective I might not have had, had I not gotten big.
It also gives perspective on men who 100 lbs ago were allowing doors to swing in my face, but now hold them open.
It made me go inward.
I am grateful.
I will always be a former fat girl.
I am proud of that.
Some of the best people I know were or are.....
have a great night guys..