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Entry for September 26, 2006 - Less of Me To Love ![]() Someone finally noticed today: I ran into someone I haven't seen for a month and a half, and the first words out of her mouth were to remark on the fact that I've lost weight. So it is noticeable! I'd wondered... Back in July when I wrote about my uterus' treachery, I lost my appetite. For about three weeks. While not a good thing, it did help me put some distance between me and my favorite food group: breads and pasta. Oh how I love bread... but then I didn't. I started eating fruit for lunch instead of a sandwich because it didn't turn my fragile desire to eat into nausea. Eschewing bread and pasta unless served it actually became a habit, and one I'm on month three of maintaining. Fruit is honestly as filling as a sandwich, isn't that weird? Besides that I decided weeks ago to do two other good things for my body too: 1. exercise more. 2. get an inhaler, which I'd been in denial about needing. The latter is just good for me, but the first combined with eating less empty carbs have had a real effect on my waistline. I don't weigh myself (it's been about a year since I did so last), but I've lost a couple inches off my waist. So far. I'd like to lose more. While shopping for new pants and jeans I was pleased to discover that everyone's 8s fit pretty well, though some a bit loose in the legs (who decided that baggy legs in slacks is a good thing?) A few manufacturers 6s fit again, too which is even more surprising. I thought I left 6s behind forever when my hips finished growing a few years back. It's a nice surprise. 2006-09-27 03:23:07 GMT
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