CHINESE FOOD

Man I can’t stop thinking about Chinese food!

Not the authentic stuff either, I’m talking about the fried greasy American buffet version… I GOT TO HAVE SOME!

Counting calories is hard when you don’t know what the food is called though, and you don’t know exactly what they put in it to make it so good. Probably lots of lard. I have to stay away for now… But I will be having some as soon as I am able to, I know we are going to CHEF LEE’S in Shreveport too, cause they have some gooooood food!

Okay. Enough about food for today.

It’s 10am, time for my snickedy snack!

Today I’m eating a 100 calorie CHEEZIT Snack Mix.
I am eating all the pretzels first because I hate pretzels. Save the best for last! 

I feel like crap today. I woke up late, my hair is in a ponytail and I am wearing a sweater that is too big for me and some pants that are starting to be too big. I think I am going home for lunch and curling my hair, I can’t be like this all day I look like a dude.

We went to my MIL’s house for dinner last night for Cheese Enchiladas. She makes THE BEST CHEESE ENCHILADAS!  I was only going to have four enchiladas and NO RICE. But ofcourse, she kept telling me where the rice was while I was serving myself, and so I had to get a spoonful. Then she brought out some chicken salad she made and kept telling me to have some. I finally put a spoonful on my plate and ate it.  I did better than what I normally would but I dont like going over ANY calories because I feel like its pointless to workout at night if I’m just maintaining my weight.

It’s not pointless to workout.
But I hate working out so much, I feel like I better be losing weight if I’m putting in all this work! 

When I am on that treadmill I don’t even like looking down to see how many calories I’ve burned. If I see 50 on the screen, I start having a panic attack because I have 150 more to go.  I focus on the t.v. or on my music and stare at picture of Lo and I on the wall.
 

I have lost a good amount of inches. I don’t know about weight yet, I don’t want to step on the scale and be dissapointed.

When I shower and I am lathering up with soap, I feel the difference in my lower back. I can feel my rib cages now and I feel where my waist is.  

One of my favorite things to do is sit and watch Lo eat his dinner once I’m finished eating mine. I like watching him stuff his face, eating guiltlessly, and I pressure him to have some  more and some more and some more. I say, "Here honey, eat some for me."

He thinks I am a complete weirdo but I think that’s why he married me.

Yesterday I accidentaly did that infront of my MIL and she started laughing so hard.
 

I was a little embarrassed… 

I guess I am a little bit weird.