Vulture In A Tree

Hello, lovies.

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I didn’t do too badly this weekend, but what I did have had way too much salt. Thus, I’m bloated and retaining water. I ate a hotdog on the 4th which is something I haven’t done since last Independance Day so allowed for the little indulgence. Plus, I felt like I was going to pass out and was getting way too shaky. Since I was in public with my friends, I had to do something.

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One thing that should help with the weight loss progression is cutting out alcohol. I’ve been drinking more heavily lately and it’s not fun anymore. If anything, it’s causing problems so it’s time to stop. It’ll be difficult when I’m bored.

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I won’t post them, but I took a picture this weekend. The pose is the same one from a picture I took in March. I could definitely see a difference! It’s motivating.

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That’s all for now. Toodles!

-Vulture

Good evening, lovies.

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The photo shoot was called off. My friend injured herself last night so we’ll have to do it some other time. I’m sorry for her pain, but happy I didn’t get coaxed into eating in front of her. However, I did pig out tonight. I didn’t eat all day and with the past two weeks of barely eating, I couldn’t stand it anymore. I had to eat. I NEEDED it tonight. Once I made dinner and my boyfriend walked through the door I knew tonight was a “for real” eating night. I’m not ashamed to admit that it felt good. Holy hell, it was a release. I don’t feel guilty. Not at all. I feel sustained and can feel energy coming back already…enough to go another week of restrictiveness. I’m holding steady at 112, but want to get to 110.

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Full belly for the first time in 2 weeks. Tired. Going to bed. Later on.

-Vulture

Not such a good evening, lovies.

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I was right. I talked to the gal I’m going to photograph tomorrow. She and her man-friend are taking me to lunch after the shoot. FUCK. Now I have to juggle around eating enough in the morning to stave off shaky hands for the camera while not blowing the rest of my day by eating godonlyknows what kind of grease pit nastiness they decide to put in front of me. Fuck all! There is a glimmer of hope though. My friend has been on a diet and lost 70 lbs. so hopefully she’s in the “dieting mood” which means I’ll be able to get away with ordering something light. They’re all about chain restaurants though which means everything is crap so who knows. I’m hoping she doesn’t decide tomorrow will be her “I’ve done so well” kind of day so she can pig out. Fuck fuck fuck. I’ll stick to soup or a side salad if I have to. I’ve been excellent for two weeks. I will not stop now!

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On a lighter note, I almost felt guilty for eating a sweet potato for dinner because I wasn’t even hungry until my boyfriend and I decided to move the stove afterwards in order to scrub behind it. It was an hour ordeal with me doing most of the scrubbing. My arms feel like jello and I worked up a sweat. Wonderful! Goodbye, calories. No more guilt.

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-Vulture