Something I forgot to post earlier...

My husband didn't have to work last night, so he was up most of the day today.  After we had breakfast, we came back home and I weighed myself.  This is the exact conversation we had.

H:  298?  That can't be right!
Me: Yup.  I'm pretty happy with that number.
H:  No, it's obviously not weighing right.  There's no way that you weigh that little.
Me:  So you think I weigh more?
H: Yes, I do.  There's no way. 
Me:  Way to burst my bubble.
H:  I like you with meat on your bones.  Gives me something to hang onto. *grabs my ass*




Yea...way to make me want to lose more weight, asshole.  You've now become inspiration number two on my list.  That's something I've never shared---my inspiration list.  Well, here it is

Inspiration

~For myself.  I am tired of being the "fat one"
~My husband.  Since clearly he thinks I'm a lard ass
~My son.  He needs his mother.
~For the collarbone. 

~To feel my ribs
~To be a "hot mom"
~To wear cute little clothes
~To finally get a belly piercing
~To gain confidence to hit on girls.  (side note, I'm bisexual and looking for a girl to have fun with)
~To have people notice me for how good I look.
~To have people ask me if I'm losing weight
~To see my toes
~To be able to sit at a meal and eat a few bites, then say I'm full.
~To be able to wear a bathing suit again.
~To move around without grunting
~To be able to say I did this all by myself.  (With a little help from Ana)
~To not feeling disgusting.

That conversation just gave me more motivation. 

Stay Skinny Loves,
P

Gotta stop meeting like this, kid

Seriously, it's one step forward, a billion backwards.  Tonight at dinner the husband FORCED me to eat.  Now I'm feeling so full that I'm going to burst at the seems.  FUCK.  This is NOT how I'm going to lose weight. 

I just wish he would understand that I need to do this.  I can't keep eating like this all the damn time.


On a good note though, I exercised hardcore today.  According to MFP I burned almost 700cal.  So I'm hoping that dinner didn't completely undo my progress.

He's on to me.

The hubs can tell that I'm trying to not eat.  Since yesterday morning, he's done everything to make me eat.  It's not fair.  In the past 2 years he has lost over 30 pounds...why won't he let me do the same? 

Last night was especially hard, since we went out to a buffet for dinner.  I ate so much that I felt like I was going to throw up all night long.  I didn't though.  I didn't feel like that would help me.

But, I kinda wish I did.

I got my period today, so I'm hoping that I can use the excuse that I'm cramping so I can't eat excuse will work.  It should.

This morning before the boys woke up I did 30 minutes of intense dancing.  Exercise first thing in the morning rocks.  And later on tonight, I'm going to be outside and I'm going to be moving around more. 

Anything to burn off some calories.