We open the scene with a girl being kidnaped and Jack Bauer coming to her rescue. Wait…not that kind of 24. Its week 24 on the road to Blizzcon. Its been a good but rough week. I attended a wedding over the weekend where I ate way too much and drank way to mucher. Mucher is a word right? I had an incredible time being hugged by strangers who knew all about me, and were so happy to see me. It was almost like being at a rave but no one was on E! I’ve never felt so welcomed into a family before, it was eye opening to say the least.
It was also a good buffer for me only losing 5 pounds over the last month. I used to lose 5 pounds a week, but 5 pounds a month was somewhat unacceptable to me. I had friends on twitter telling me ‘to celebrate every pound!’ and ‘don’t be so hard on yourself!’. Yall can go fuck yourselves gently. I am not being hard on myself. I DO celebrate every pound in my own way. I am celebrating today by running another 3 miles and having a proper breakfast. While some people celebrate with cupcakes or pizza, I celebrate my not so great loss with buckling down. Because I want to reach my goal, not goal weight, but goal. To be conscious of the food I put in my body, to be conscious of the choices I make with eating, to be conscious of the triggers in my life that cause me to binge. To be conscious of the feeling I had after running, that high, and hold it close to me until the next run. I want to be aware and push myself. Sure, I’ll slip, like I did over the weekend having gravy and filet for breakfast and drinking pretty much everyone under the table. And that is ok.
I celebrated love this weekend, and I am aware of the work I need to put in to get myself back on track.
So this very pregnant girl puts on a dress… (more…)