2005-01-31 - 4:16 p.m.
my mimi paranoia continues
Weigh-in last week was fine. I lost 2 pounds and was happy to finally be back on track. I’m such a moron, though…you’d think I’d have learned to stay away from the fucking scale during the week by now. I’ve only been losing weight (or trying to) for like a year. Anyway, I gained 2 pounds randomly one morning and my efforts weren’t as…crisp from there on out.
I didn’t have a major derailment or anything, but I did let the scale affect my mood and dedication. Sometimes I hate that digital piece of shit, other times I want to kiss it. I need to banish it. It’s funny, when other people talk about only weighing in once a week at WW, I can’t even fathom that, but I think it’s time to try again.
My cousin thinks I’m insane because I broke down and cried yesterday right in the middle of us playing bomberman. I told him I was still upset about the time I tried on those weird 80’s sunglasses and our other friend Tay said I looked like Mimi from the Drew Carey show. But what the fuck, that was a horrible insult, no offense to Mimi. I mean, I may be a fatty, but I at least have a shape…and that horrible makeup they put on her just makes her look like a beast. Anyway, it still bothers me. I dream of the day when I hit goal, I’m going to tell him off. My cousin assured me I look nothing like Mimi, which made me feel marginally better.
Even though I’d rather stick a pitchfork in my ass than go to the gym tonight, I’m going anyway. I think once me and exercise rekindle our romance, I’ll be doing a lot better.
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