In a span of 6 weeks the trifecta happened. First, I started dating my lovely boyfriend,
Aaron, then my mother passed away. Right after that Thanksgiving happened. So the 145 pound body that I spent an entire
fat bet competition earning (down from 159) went up to 174 pounds in what felt
like overnight. And seeing as how I
prefer to spend my money on travel and booze I decided to lose the weight to
get my somewhat awesome wardrobe back.
Two and a half years later, here I am, still heavy.
I decided to join Weight Watchers.
It’s worked in the past and I enjoy the meetings. In fact, just
yesterday, I spent the meeting helping a lady learn how to use Pinterest. We’re now Pinterest friends.
So here’s the situation and reasoning behind doing this blog: It recently hit me that holy crap! I’m out of
town most of this summer. Normally this
would sound exciting, however, when it comes to vacationing and me there is a
whole lot of drinking and chowing down, I mean, you have to taste the local
delicacy, right? Plus I love to try
local brews.
So this is the story of how I spent my summer (hopefully) losing weight
while spending the down payment for my gingerbread house (which is a whole
other story).
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