Ok, so Gabrielle has confirmed that I am the ONLY person on her protocol who is still hungry. Of course, I have the appetite of a truck driver. Argh! I suppose I should just go to bed to avoid temptation. I've stalled at 11 pounds... but given the fact that it's only been one week, I guess I can handle.
I get to these points where I'm just like, "I just don't care. Why am I so obsessed with my weight?" Then I remember that I feel so much better about myself when I'm thinner...when I feel comfortable in my clothes, when I'm not sporting a double chin.
If I could have that one genie wish, believe me it wouldn't be altruistic. It would be that I could eat anything, anytime, in any amount and be a perfect size 6 without obsessing and exercising like a crazy person. It's so exhausting. Sometimes I just wish that I could have a feeding tube and would never have to worry about it again. Feeling kind of low...but getting some positive feedback from my pal Adrian. Thanks friend!
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