On the wagon...
I'm determined to lose these last 10 pounds. I want to be 130 pounds--if only for a week--so I can see if I like it. And yes, I can spare to lose it. Those final 10 pounds of fat are on my hips and butt. Believe me, I'm not going to make myself sick from starvation any time soon.
The interesting thing about being back on the low-calorie wagon is that it's very difficult for me to make it over the 3-day hump. Here lately I'll be very good and restrict myself to no more than 1300 or so calories, but on the 3rd or 4th day, I'll go insane and stuff myself. It doesn't help that this is winter, which brings on the burning hunger as my always-cold self demands fuel to keep me warm. If I can simply make it over the hump, I can use the inner furnace to help burn away this excess fat. Oh, and for those who might not know, I'm 5 foot 7. So 140 pounds, my current weight, looks okay...as long as you don't compare my backside to that of a svelte teenager. If you do, it's pudge city. *puffs up cheeks to demonstrate*
*drums fingers* And of course, with this cold and windy weather, I can't have my daily runs outside for fear of giving myself a cold or the flu. So I'm stuck pedaling on my exercise bike, or walking/jogging up and down the long hallway here at home. While both can make my legs tremble with exhaustion, they don't do much for the heart rate. At least the exercise forces my body to keep the muscle and burn the fat instead. And I mostly know what I'm doing. I'm no expert, but I've managed to lose 35 pounds this way, and keep it off for the past 1 and a half years. 10 more...only 10 more!!
Hmmm. I'm a bit distracted tonight...I'm on pins and needles waiting for a reply to an email. As with The New Title I can't give specifics, but I'm really really REALLY hoping the timing will be right for me take Temporary New Title #2. And I might take it anyway. Who needs a social life, after all? When I read the offering email, I was in shock. I was actually shaking for about 15 minutes. I asked about deadlines, which is the reply I'm waiting to read. But apparently the original emailer had left for the evening before I replied, so now I'm stuck waiting until tomorrow. *in agony*
And on that fun and unfortunately vague note, I shall depart. (OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG...)