July 5, 2013
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Countdown: 22 Days to Alaska
Trigger Warning:
Yesterday was a nightmare. I did well… I even limited my snacking at my family party (my aunt always has SO MANY appetizers out)… and then dessert came. And my mother, who is usually the one telling me to stop eating, split 3 desserts with me – an individual smores pie, a medium sized cannoli, and a 2 bite cheesecake. I don’t even want to know how many calories that was. So I can’t quite post an intake since idk what I had… I’m just assuming around 2500 calories by the end of the day. FUCK. Oh, and my weight was up AGAIN this morning. I need to stop weighing myself every day but it’s like compulsive habit.
Well, I did end up at a party in center city Philly last night and I ended up walking like a mile and a half from the car to the guy’s house and then another mile maybe from the house to the fireworks… so all in all I walked 2-4 miles I’d say. And I didn’t drink because of the headache meds I’m on and I didn’t smoke because B is a moron and told me not to bring my shit.
I have 22 days to reach my next goal weight. 22 days. From my weight this morning, that’s 4lb. 22 days…just over 3 weeks…4lb. This should be doable. This should be so doable. Especially since last Sunday I was only a pound and a half away. Yes. Since Sunday I have apparently gained 2 and a half pounds. I just can’t even deal with this anymore!
I was hoping to be back at my LW by the end of the summer. From today’s scale, that is still 11lb away. I’ll call Labor Day the end of summer. That’s 8 weeks away. 8 weeks to lose 11 pounds, 22 days to lose 4 pounds.
