I'm on a quasi-health kick right now. As in, I make mostly good choices and workout, but I'm still slipping up regularly. I think the key is to abstain from junk for at least 3 days, and then I won't even crave it anymore. Also, I've some up with some random rules to eliminate bad things:
-nothing that comes from corn (corn, chips, popcorn, corn syrup, etc.)
-nothing that comes from potatoes (chips, fries, etc.) (exception is baked potato with salt and no butter)
-no food after 8pm
-no lemonade or sweet tea (unless it's zero calorie)
but really, those aren't difficult rules. I'm still eating carbs in bread and pasta and rice, but I think potatoes and corn will cut out a lot of oil and fat and whatever.
I had this wild fantasy this morning when I weighed myself and was a pound less than yesterday. I thought that maybe I could keep losing this fast and by the end of summer I'd be like 120 pounds. Or maybe 115... or 108. doesn't 108 sound lovely? I'd probably be like a size 2 if I weighed that much. But why stop there? an underweight BMI is 98 pounds for me. I could go from slightly over to slight under weight in just one summer. How fabulous and dramatic would that be?
But goodness knows that will never happen. In all likely hood I'll end up weighing like 125 if I really work at it, but if I slack or get distracted who knows. I just am really hoping that I show up to school in the fall skinny enough to not look embarrassing in a tight biddie skirt or a skimpy halloween costume.
Meanwhile I'm looking for a job, really anything will do. I just need to make some money and occupy my time in a positive way. Last summer I basically just devoted myself to watching gossip girl and grey's anatomy and reading endless novels on the hammock. How depressing.
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