My First Real Day

Alright, so I've been dragging my feet now on this here diet for about 2 months. I gained about 10 pounds while I was living in a hotel room for a month eating out three times a day and helping myself to the M&M's in the office. I knew I was gaining weight, I could feel it. I felt so full all the time but I was addicted to Quiznos! You would think after eating it almost every day for a month straight I would be sick if it, but my mouth still waters every time I think of the toasty bread and the honey mustard dressing.

Anyways, I figured I would lose the weight as soon as I got back to Sac and would be living at home again eating like a normal girl. It turns out my "normal girl" eating helped me gain another 10 pounds in the past 6 weeks. That's almost 2 pounds a week! Sick. I am now at the point where I only have 2 pair of pants that fit me! That poses a problem when there are seven days in a week. And its not only pants that don't fit me either. My shirts are too tight and I feel like a sausage stuffed into her clothes every day.

It is now clear to me that I have to be on a diet. And not just a ill try to eat better diet, but a full fledged stop eating you fat ass diet. I've only been on it one day and I am already feeling sorry for myself. Why do I love eating yummy things so much? I now know that I am going to struggle with my weight for the rest of my life. Its a sad but true fact. I will never be one of those people that can eat whatever they want. So for now, I am going to get used the idea of being on a diet. I'll let you know how it goes.