Confessions of a 30-something Fat Girl

So...let me start by saying that this is my first blog experience. I may totally suck at it, but this dieting and exercise thing is almost too fun NOT to share :) I guess it also serves to hold me somewhat accountable, which is why I share the journey on facebook too.

When I was home in early March, I confessed to my parents how much I weighed. I thought my dad (Gary, Paps, whatever you want to call him) was going to have a heart attack right there. I knew, at that moment, that I had to lose some weight. Let me be clear, I am CRAZY unhealthy. Dessert after most every meal, soda all the time, and a passion for the fried foods...I mean, I LOVE Long John Silvers. Who does that? So, I made him a bet that I could lose 50 pounds by December. (We still haven't established what the bet is, I think he should have to get a tattoo if I lose it).

So, in my last day in Indiana and on my way home I did what all soon-to-be dieters do. I ate. I had the chicken tenders and 75 rolls at Texas Roadhouse, drank a marshmallow coke at the Custard, had the fried chicken tenders at Long John Silvers, and oh (SHOCKING!) had more fried chicken tenders for dinner. I also drank my body weight in Pepsi.

The next day was Day 1 of my diet. I started using myfitnesspal and cut my calories to 1280. No seriously. You read that right. 1280. Basically enough for a rabbit to survive. I've since started the Advocare 24 Day Challenge...today is day 10. I'm down about 11 pounds so far, I weigh in my sweats and tshirt every night.

I guess the next blog will be about Day 1 of bootcamp, but I thought you might want some background. So, read on...or not.

Oh. I weighed 263.5 pounds.