Kicking Rocks

I have to be honest, I started my actual weight lose process on Monday, January 26, 2009. I had every intention on blogging from the beginning, but I was so HUNGRY that I was ANGRY all day long! ...I think that I will create a new word "HANGRY"... I was hangry as hell and I knew that if I started on that day, nobody would want to read my blog. Nobody wants to "play" with a HANGRY fat girl....lol. I hope that people don't get offended by my use of the word fat. I actually think that I like it! I don't want to say PHAT or even that FAT is truly and acronym for something fabulous. Nope, I just like the word FAT...I just don't like it around my waist. I digress. I started my new life on Monday. I weighed in at 237.5 lbs. I am 5'2, and that is just unacceptable. I am doing a medically supervised diet. It is supervised because I have dropped my caloric intake so drastically. Anyway, I am trying to be safe- no fat burners, no appetite suppressants, no magic pills...just me (and you) on a journey to dig out of the fat that I am buried within.

Throwing Stones

The idea for this blog came out of a fight that I had with my older sister. I called and told her that I was going to have the lap-band surgery; she threw a FIT! I had never seen (well...heard) such a thing! We talk about "1,000" times a day but, after that blow out, we didn't talk. When we did it was impossible to feel better. Every statement was a starting block for a new fit. Long story short, I made a promise that I would give weight loss one last shot on my own. If it doesn't work, this time next year, I can have the surgery without objection. I am going to give it my best shot... so here we go!