Apparently it's a term describing exactly what I have. Arm fatty fat fat.
Just as an update, I've been on my period since Tuesday 27, which means luckily it's on its way out. And although I can normally blame some of my weight on "menstruation," I have to be honest. I haven't lost any more weight. It's not because I'm plateauing, but rather because the past 2 weeks I have cheated like an adulterous two-timing whore. Maybe it's my stress levels, but it doesn't really matter, because the wedding is approaching faster than ever and I suck. I went shopping for dresses for the first time this week, twice. Both times were a cut to my ego and a slap to my jiggly flab. Just FYI, wedding dresses have the potential to be the most unflattering form of clothing to ever try on ever. Obviously you have to find body-flattering styles unless your body is just unflattering, similar to my own. Your arms will be exposed. Most likely your tummy is on display. Your back fat will be squeezed and displaced in to alternate locations. It's not always pretty. There were certainly more tears of pity than of heartfelt sentiment and meaning.
I resolved yesterday, for the 100th time, that I was going back hardcore Paleo. And I did all day until this evening when I decided to have a bite of a few Enjoy Life choc chips. They're dairy, soy, and nut free and contain less sugar than regular chocolate chips, but they are NOT paleo. Chocolate is not paleo. Why I always pretend this isn't the case, I don't know. I am a chocolate fiend. However, things are going nowhere fast by allowing myself sugar/carbs. Oh crap, that's another thing I forgot I cheated on. Popcorn. I had a small bag after my healthy salad at dinner. Something has got to change and I have got to resume the goals I have or I will be one large grumpy bride. I guess it's worth mentioning that I (surprisingly) haven't gained any more weight. I've stayed consistently at 9 lbs. total lost. But oh it's killing me that I'm still not clear of a certain number range. My mom was talking about how she wished she could just lose a few more pounds. She's 128. 128 lbs. Response?
If I can make it to the 150's I will have successfully dropped down to an acceptable weight range for my height. In my defense, my mom is a few inches shorter than me, and smaller boned- forreal though, her bones are smaller, I swear. My ultimate goal is to drop 30 more. This, of course, isn't as realistic as the 10-15 more I would be comfortable enough with. Maybe this number will hide well enough in this post that my fiance won't see it but ok ok I'll say it- I weigh 164 right now. Omg that number looks so huge. I can't believe I've lost almost 10 lbs- to think that I was +10 from that number... unspeakable. Anyway, I think I'll see quite a bit of difference if I ever make it to the 140s, but one step at a time. Even 159 would look much nicer on the scale.
I wish my mouth wouldn't physically open for sugar and carbs. It would only allow protein and vegetables. But I'm being sabotaged by my stupid brain and it's desire for melty chocolatey goodness.
This is what's got to go:
1. Arm flab
2. Knee fat
3. Back dimples
4. Chin waddle
5. Post-preg tummy, though the depressing part is there was no pregnancy to get the post preg tummy.
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