DH and i had a chat last night

ok ... so i've been eating crap lately (although the past 2 days have been much better - thank you ALL for your comments)...

and i've probably gained **blushing** about 7-8 pounds ... ok, not probably. i've gained 9 pounds ... how that happened, i dunno ... i didnt think i was that bad, but i guess i was...

you can really tell i've gained weight ... even in my stomach area *which i thought wasnt supposed to happen, but it has - even in the lower stomach area :( *

i was trying on some shorts/skorts for Disney next week and my wonderful DH looked and said "not so much" ... 8***( what do you mean NOT SO MUCH (yes, i was pissed ...) he asked if i'd rather him lie to me and say it looks great.

this was just with the skorts on (no shirt or a compression garment) so i put on the shirt and he said it was better ... the shitty thing is - it was snug and it was untucked... i've been so proud that i've been able to tuck my shirts in, now i cant even do that.

so, i was just upset (with myself, not DH) and went to bed to watch Dead Like Me (great show, btw)... he came in read... when i was finished, he turned out the light and i dont even remember how i started but i basically said something about my weight and that im going to gain it all back ... he was really supportive but then he decided i needed something stronger ... he was just as angry at the situation as i was...

told me all the things i really needed to hear, let me cry on his shoulder but then told me i gotta get my ass moving again (my words not his)... im healed from the PS and i need to kick it into high gear if i even want to finish Minnie (i havent exercised since i dunno how long ago)... maybe my 9 miler the sunday before last... that is not the way to train for a 15K race.

so im going to put in a few miles after work today, then take a short walk tomorrow morning (i have the day off work).

then the Minnie 15K is Sunday, take a couple days off then i want to average 10-15 miles a week until i start training for Chicago at the end of May.

stuff...

the only discomfort i have is the intense itching now. as in wake me up at 3am and itch so horribly i wanna keel over...

if it weren't for the itching, i'd be about 98% back to 'normal'... been working on my walking, drove alone today (had DH with me yesterday) and went shopping at Steve & Barry... HOLY CRAP! i fit in 16s at Old Navy yesterday, they fit fabulously (see pics in earlier posts) but i wasnt going to pay 30 bucks for transitional clothing... so we went to Steve & Barry... once again - HOLY CRAP! they had a sale ... less than 9 bucks for everything in the store. 8.98 for jeans. i didnt fit in their 16s (not that they had many 16s to choose from anyway)... but the 18s fit very well ... so i bought a pair... and a pair of 14 cargo/convert pants and a pair of size 8 'mini-goal' jeans ... i hope to get into the 8s before fall.

waking up this morning, my wonderful DH looks at me and says "you are flat" ... teeeee... i still dont believe him, but the sweet man said it.

and no details, but just wanted to say that i'm such a rebel ... **grin**

awww fuck...

I shrunk the wrong clothes... shrunk some of my new 18/20s...

dammit, wayyyyy too short now. the t-shirts just suck now.

sent from my iPhone ;)

the belly ...

W I D E ...

you can't really tell in the pic, but I got a bit of camel toe going on.

but I dont give a fuck - they are 18/20s!! they will be hanging soon.

new outdoors xrcize clothes!

yup, a tad snug, but they are 18/20s! :)