Living, Romping & Writing in the Outdoors
It’s weird to have your boyfriend complain about your weight…When you’ve lost it. He says that I dieted my ass off. Literally. He can go to hell. Or better, he can lose weight too then talk to me about it. I’m super psyched on the skinny me and I’m not about to let him rain on my parade. And I’m […]
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What shall I eat on my first day as a free woman? It’s done! The ‘after’ pictures will be snapped tomorrow and then I’m cut loose. I had my final weigh-in today. Four weeks, 60 pills, 12 training sessions and I’ve lost 9 pounds. The weight mostly came off my thighs, arms and, as my mother points out, my face. […]
Read moreAnother pound gone. That’s two weeks, five pounds, 28 pills, six trainer sessions and 14 days of pure starvation. This is one of the hardest tests of willpower I’ve ever had to experience. We’re not just talking about abstaining from McD’s French fries (which I did in ’09) but withdrawing from every type of food I’ve grown to love for […]
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Ten pounds, 30 days. Game on. I walked in announcing to Ryan that he was on his own for dinnertime carbs starting tonight. Let me tell you, the shit hit the fan. WHAT?! That’s right; it’s all chicken and veggies for the next month. If you want potatoes, noodles, rice, you’re on your own. We fought for the next 20 […]
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