Be Gone Fat Girl Thinking!

After my birthday week of gluttony I was up almost FIVE POUNDS. Five pounds people!! That might not sound like much but I've only lost like 10 pounds since JULY. Granted I've gained a lot of muscle but five pounds is a lot for me. (Oh to be back in those early days of losing weight where I would drop 5 plus pounds A WEEK!)

I weighed myself Monday morning and I really wanted to throw up. What the hell is wrong with me? I'm making so many excuses to allow myself to eat bad things.

It's my birthday!!
It's the day after my birthday!!
I'm on vacation!
Just one more meal!
Oh just one donut won't hurt!

This is how I always get derailed and end up back at 200 pounds. (I need to print this picture out and take it to work, that's some no pink box motivation if I ever saw it)

Nooooo I don't want to weigh 200 pounds again! I like my little pants and being able to see my neck!

So Monday I told myself, THAT IS IT!
No more crap!

And then I went to lunch at Elephant Bar with my high school friend. I met up with her in the parking lot and she said OMG you are so TINY! LOOK AT YOUR LEGS, they've never been that small!!

Umm thank you very much I think I'll have a salad for lunch. And a Mai Tai.
Because, you know, I'm all about balance.

I ended up the day on track and the next day I was down over a pound (obviously that wasn't a "real" gain) and today I was down a little bit more.

One day at a time, one day at a time.

If I can just keep my face from face planting in the pink box of donuts that seems to show up EVERY.FREAKING.DAY at work I might be able to some day lose that last 4 (now 7+) pounds to get to my goal weight.

And I know that is just a number but it's my GOAL and GD it, it sure would be nice to make it there!