Some people know me and they know I love food. I love Fat Girl Treats. Anything tasty is a FGT. I sometimes feel that they rule my life. Im sitting here watching MTV's new show "I used to be fat". The first episode is a girl who just graduated from High School and wants to lose 90 pounds in 111 days. Are you kidding me? 6 pounds a week?!? No way. Or so I thought. I am moved to tears by her journey. Im watching her make changes and sacrifices that are amazing to me. Changes I wish I had made for myself years ago. Today, those changes start for me. For now, the changes are in food. With working two jobs, I don't know where I would fit in exercise. I think I may give up Under/Comm in the mornings and then I can work out before I go to the City of Harrington. It's not going to be easy. Its not going to be pleasant. It will be worth it. Im so tired of being out of breath when I get to the top of the steps. Im tired of clothes not fitting and having to buy bigger and bigger sizes. Im tired of being uncomfortable. Im tired of being tired.
So today, publicly, I say I weigh...235 pounds. Shew. I've typed it. But it won't REALLY be public until I hit that little button at the bottom that says "Publish Post". Then, the WORLD knows how much I weigh. Maybe no one will read this, maybe no one will really know. But, I know. And really, thats enough. Im the one I have to answer to. Im the one who suffers every time I over eat. Im the one who can't wear the clothes I'd like to. Im the one who feels like crap. Im the Fat Girl.
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