Side note: My mom is overweight as well and I have no problem with her telling me I look huge, fat, horrile, ugly whatever. Just so no one furrows their brow and thinks, 'you're mom insinuated that she thought you were fat and you're okay with this?'
It made me feel good to hear this, as with these last few days of sick kids I have been less than diligent on meticulously counting calories. I haven't binged, or overeaten to any significant degree, I just haven't been careful either. So, now that today is over I have decided tomorrow I am recommitting myself to eating low cal, with a high cal day thrown in there to keep my metabolism guessing. As soon as my girls are well I'll be jumping out into the exercise world and I will lose at least 3 lbs this next Friday. I am determined to be 250 ( is that too big a goal ) by June 6th. Buzzy's 2nd birthday.
Tonight, long story short, Buzzy threw up all over me and I had to take an impromptu shower. I realized to my horror that I didn't have any clean underwear. Now, when I was 18 until I was about 22 I went commando 24/7. I think I owned 2 pair of underwear for TOM and that was it. So, it has been a good 2+ years since I have NOT worn underwear and sitting here in my jammies, with no panties makes me feel . . . wrong.
Especially being the size I am.
I wonder if in a year when I am at or close to my goal weight and if I get myself in the same situation if I will feel as icky going commando or if my new body and new self esteem will make it not that big a deal. Thoughts?
Time for shut eye.
The Fat Chick