Okay, what is it with me? Knowing I have to climb into a big plane and go to Seattle in a cramped up coach seat in June. So what did I do for lunch? I went with one of my peeps over to Johnny Rockets. Yes, I have a big issue. I get anxious and what do I do? Eat a big greasy hamburger, french fries, vanilla coke and to-go a peanut butter shake. Oh that wasn't bad, Trish. Only about 3000 calories. Boys and girls, I am beyond the trying to be cute stage. I have got to fit in an airplane seat and airplane bathroom because the trip is all the way across the US of A.
I know we went down this road a couple of months ago and I lost 21 lbs. and boom hopped right off the diet and now I have to get serious. I don't want to be miserable. I want to be able to scoot in the seat and actually be able to move around. Us thick chicks have a challenge in airplane seats. Probably if you are sitting there with a tiny little rear you have no idea from where this craziness comes. Another funny little seat is at a ball game. I thought I would have to be removed with the Jaws of Life at the end of the Toronto Blue Jays game.
I must get my friend Maree to inspire me some more. She has a wonderful blog At Home. She lost a bunch of weight (like 50 lbs or so) She's cute as a button and I need to put her picture on my screen saver at work so I am constantly reminded that this is all possible and I have to stop feeling sorry for myself. She has been busy and not posting as much as she was and I hope I am not thinking this is an excuse for me to pig-out. Please come back Maree. I need your inspiration. What is wrong with me?