Lost a pound, a little worried.

I am happy to have lost the pound since it's going in the right direction, HOWEVER, I am still super worried that I won't get to under 200. I just am. I really just have to leave Arizona under 200. That's around 26 pounds in...maybe 2/3 months and I'm nervous as all hell. If I don't go back below 200, I'd be very, very upset. :(

P.S. How much have you lost? I've lost the amount of trash I throw away every month and the average human brain. What about you?

1 pound = a Guinea Pig
1.5 pounds = a dozen Krispy Kreme glazed donuts
2 pounds = a rack of baby back ribs
3 pounds = an average human brain
4 pounds = an ostrich egg
5 pounds = a Chihuahua
6 pounds = a human’s skin
7.5 pounds = an average newborn
8 pounds = a human head
10 pounds= chemical additives an American consumes each year
11 pounds = an average housecat
12 pounds = a Bald Eagle
15 pounds = 10 dozen large eggs
16 pounds = a sperm whale’s brain
20 pounds = an automobile tire
23 pounds = amount of pizza an average American eats in a year
24 pounds = a 3-gallon tub of super premium ice cream
25 pounds = an average 2 year old
30 pounds = amount of cheese an average American eats in a year
33 pounds = a cinder block
36 pounds = a mid-size microwave
40 pounds = a 5-gallon bottle of water or an average human leg
44 pounds = an elephant’s heart
50 pounds = a small bale of hay
55 pounds = a 5000 BTU air conditioner
60 pounds = an elephant’s penis (yep, weights more than his heart!)
66 pounds = fats and oils an average American eats in a year
70 pounds = an Irish Setter
77 pounds = a gold brick
80 pounds = the World’s Largest Ball of Tape
90 pounds = a newborn calf
100 pounds = a 2 month old horse
111 pounds = red meat an average American eats in a year
117 pounds = an average fashion model (and she’s 5’11”)
118 pounds = the complete Encyclopedia Britannica
120 pounds = amount of trash you throw away in a month
130 pounds = a newborn giraffe
138 pounds = potatoes an average American eats in a year
140 pounds = refined sugar an average American eats in a year
144 pounds = an average adult woman (and she’s 5’4”)
150 pounds = the complete Oxford English Dictionary
187 pounds = an average adult man
200 pounds = 2 Bloodhounds
235 pounds = Arnold Schwarzenegger
300 pounds = an average football lineman
400 pounds = a Welsh pony

Small Vent

The new thing with my family is me being anorexic. That's right, you read it right. I am "starving" myself to death, just wasting away one pound at a time.

This pisses me off like nothing else on earth. No one is anorexic when they're obese and eating daily (sometimes even more then they should). I am in no way, shape or form "thin." I am not losing weight just for the hell of it. You would think I was a size 2, just walking around pinching skin all day. I can, literally, hold my stomach and cradle it. To be short, I've got more than a few pounds to lose.

I wish I could just get a pat on the back or, better yet, for people to just keep their mouth shut. :/ I'll take all this "thin" crap when I actually look that way.

Weigh In Day Changes

It is now Saturday. :D

My mom works all week, but Saturday is the day we do our craziness so I make that morning my weigh-in day, and my "rest" day. Sunday my mom is usually relaxing, so working out starts over that day.

Managed to lose a pound. (Peed my way to 227) I don't know what's going on, but I'm going with it. I've been having pains this week as well, so I'll have to figure out how to stop them so I can work out like a need to. I don't have weight lifting here (very, very, very small gym), so I have to cardio my not so little heart out. Hopefully I won't lose the little muscle I have. :)

Love and Peace,
Gabby (Haven't done this in awhile. Lol.)

It was Tuesday, so I couldn't help myself.

I just had to weigh myself. To inspect the damage. However...there wasn't all that much damage. Actually, I lost four founds. I'm now sitting pretty at 228. Go figure.

Now, I relaxed this week, but I didn't go bananas. I didn't go over my calorie count, I just wasn't at the gym for two hours. Just some running. I was also packing up my stuff, not for the trip, but for moving into my new apartment. :D It was...a tiring experience.

I'm glad I can do normal things and still lose a bit of weight. I still hate my grandmother's scale though. Said, 228, 227, then 228.9/229. I always go on hers more than once because it's so fickle and pick the middle number.

Needless to say, I'm pleased. Happy -120.

P.S. I am seven pounds from being overweight. Only seven and I won't be obese! I could just pinch myself.

A nice send off I think.

Well, last week I was really just out of it. I lasted 30 minutes in the gym before I said "I quit" and went to sit down and just, well, be. Friday, I sat with my eyes closed for about an hour before working on my crochet. Satruday I walked (I tried to push myself, honest), then I did Taebo on Sunday.

Not my best week to say the least.

What happened this morning? Lost six pounds and went down to 232. I was shocked to say the least. My body just holds, holds, holds, then, WHAM, drops. I think it gets some kind of sick thrill out of bringing me right to the edge of quitting, wanting to throw it all away, just to drop the weight. My body is a clever mistress.

I call this a nice send off because it's my last day at school (till next year anyway). Done my finals and my critiques. It's all over. I am offically an upper classman! :D I can beat up freshmen now! (I won't, but I'll still feel like a bad ass)

One semester till Japan! I'm so, so, so excited. The other students came back and their stories just took me over. I am so excited. I gotta drop this weight though, and I will make it my mission for the summer. I've got 200 in my sights.

Also cutting my hair. That'll be fun. :P

See you in Arizona. <3

P.S. See my little ticker!? She is on the move! Flying past backpacks and rules to that sweet, sweet 186.

Why would you offer me that?

It's 10:52 PM at night as I'm typing this and I know it's my second post is less than an hour, but I just had to get it out

At almost 11 at night I get a knock on my door and what do I hear on the other side, "Gabby, we got chinese food, you want some?" What. The. Hell.

I'm upset.

I am trying to lose weight. No, chinese food is not the anti-christ, but why would you literally bring it to my door this late at night? Why? Why!? It's hard enough to restrict myself to 2 cookies in the evening and now you're bringing the food right to my door? Of course I said no, but it makes me what to scream, "WHY THE HELL YOU WOULD EVEN ASK ME THAT!" I've had dinner, I've had my tea, I've had my cookies, no I don't want any damn chinese food and you sure as hell shouldn't be eating it either! (Everyone in my household is obese to let you know)

I love eating at night. That's when I get my snack on (in moderation). Who had to put up with this when they're trying to diet? The outside world doesn't bother me because I'd have to buy it (and I'm not doing that. <.< School costs money), but just throwing the food in my face when I got in this situation from that is like slapping me in the face with a 112 pound weight.

I'm really, really pissed off about this. I'm angry at myself for even getting this worked up about it. I should of just said "no," got back in bed and left it at that. I can't stop them from eating tasty things or for offering them, but still! These 112 pounds have been such a damn struggle, and it's like they're trying to sabotage me. <.<

I just want to scream. Holler. Yell. Shriek.

No. I've eaten my food.
No. I am satisfied.
No. I won't just have a bite.
No. I'm not going to eat just because food is around.

Dammit, I'm trying to make a lifestyle here. :/
This isn't the first time this has happened either. I've turned away fries, burgers, and pizza. I guess it was just my time to snap.

AHHHH!

Frick! Frick! Frick!

I'm at my third week of 238 (237, then 238, still 238). Frick.

I'm feeling impatient and my smile isn't going to last long. Yeah, I've lost weight, but I want to continue losing.

Frick.

In other news, did anyone notice that Whitney from ANTM is hot? I seriously would faint from joy if I had that body. Looks so nice.