Future Former Fatty Blogs
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 6
The monster scale is slowly becoming my friend again. I am a total of five pounds down this morning. I am so thrilled. I look into the mirror and stick in my stomach, and then I laugh out loud. There I am, naked, looking at my profile in the mirror as I stick in my stomach to see if I can see a difference. Not yet. This is what makes me laugh.
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 5
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 4
Well, I made it through yesterday. Today is a brand new day. Despite my finishing up my Chinese food for dinner, I decide I had to face the monster in my bathroom. It might not be too bad. I did real well all day long, and I finished the rest of my dinner. It’s not like I went on a huge sweet crazy binge.
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 3
I woke up this morning, and for the first fifteen minutes, I forgot what today is. I was sitting in my living room when I looked up at the picture of my son, Tommy. That’s when it hit me. Today would have been Tommy’s twenty-ninth birthday.
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 2
The stupid monster (scale) did not budge. Okay, Linda, I tell myself, it’s only been one day. Relax.
Diary of a Future Former Fatty 1
I have been trying for weeks to lose weight and failing miserably. I keep jumping from one diet to another, and by the end of most days, I promise to start over tomorrow and stick to one diet.