I started really trying to lose weight on May 1st of this year. That's almost three months ago, and I've lost about 15 pounds. Not bad, but not as good as I wanted. I've hit a wall recently - the "if I get beneath 240 lbs it will all be too real, run awaaaaay!" wall. It's epic. What I'm going to do is stop weighing myself every day and spend the last week of this month kicking my butt in the gym and eating food that's not crap. Obviously, that's what I'm supposed to have been doing, but I mean REALLY kicking my butt the gym. Unfortunately doing what I'm supposed to have been doing is going to take the mental energy of doing way more than is needed because of this lurking fear of not having my fatty scapegoat for everything. So oh well, that's fine, I'll spend the necessary energy and do my job. Then on August 1st I'll weight myself again and I'll be under 240, and then I'll just have to deal with it. Looking forward to that, yeah.
-Amber
