pstlyfdiva's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The question every woman's other half dreads to hear...
Wow, I just realized I am about 25% there. How awesome is that? A quarter of the way back to the real PstLyfDiva, not this person that has been occupying her body for the last 5 years. C is down about 10lbs or so too. I don’t remember her goal, but I think she might be a third of the way there. That totally deserves a reward. Who is up for M@ggie M00s? Kidding, kidding. Though we did go there a couple of weekends ago. Before going I got on their website and looked up the nutritional info and ordered accordingly. I got a kid size and really, I don’t know how I ever ate anything bigger than that. It is terribly expensive, so not only did I save my waistline, but the bank account as well. I need to incorporate more exercise, when I do I know I will be more satisfied with my body and my health. I found my food motivator, now I need to find my exercise motivator. I used to love my back; it was toned, yet feminine. I want to wear backless tops and know they look good. I want a line in my bicep, so they look hot in a sleeveless shirt. I want a smooth flat tummy. I had a 6-pack back in the younger days, that isn’t necessary, just toned. The weird thing is that I am losing weight lopsidedly. My right side is losing more rapidly than my left. I, like every other woman in the world, look at myself in the buff in the mirror from time to time. (If you say you don’t you are either lying or blind and therefore a mirror does you no good.) A week or so ago I did just that, analyzing my changing body and I noticed that one hip was more slender than the other, the shape, everything was different. Then I noticed my entire left pelvic area was larger on the left than the right. I thought I was seeing things, so I marched naked into the living room and asked C. Of course the words, “Is my left side fatter than my right?” caused a look that one typically only sees on a deer in headlights to come upon her face. I assured her that I wouldn’t get mad, that I thought I was delusional and needed reassurance that what I was seeing right. Cautiously she told me that indeed my left side was bigger than my right. I have since taken to calling it “my big tummy” and “my little tummy”. I hope it evens out and I don’t end up with some odd fat pocket on my left side…that would be so attractive. Onward and upwards, er, downwards! 11:18 a.m. - 2007-07-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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