The Diary of a Fluctuater

Day Three: Inspiration Can be a Bitch

Well my friends, day three has commenced on my newfound weight loss plan and I’m feeling inspired.  Not the kind of inspired where you’re all happy and glowing because you feel lovely, but the kind that comes from shitty things that happen.

This morning, I made a pit stop at my office, where the staff hasnt seen me since I was 135 lbs about 3 months ago and whats the reaction I get?

“Oh, wow, you look… PAUSE.. AWKWARD…” I but in… “I look normal again?” trying to make an excuse for my weight gain (fluctuater central) by claiming that I had looked emaciated before due to stress from the job.

OYE number one.  OYE number two happened before I even left my house this morning when I decided to be all in all honest with you guys.

Yesterday I had said that I weight 150 pounds currently, but that was just a guestimation.  I found the courage to hop on the scale this morning and found a harsh reality staring back at me.

160 pounds. Big OYE (Oye- for those of you who don’t know- is a better way to say Oh, Crap!)

So now, knowing that I have gained a whopping 25 pounds back in less than 3 months leads to that inspiration I call a bitch, not to mention the fact that last night my lovely oyfriend of 4 years started healpfully lecturing me on how to work out properly.

Thanks for the advice, aka, “Baby, maybe its time to get back in shape,” speech.

GRRRRRRREAT.

Well, all in all, although my harsh reality check was much needed seeing as though before I spoke with my boyfriend, I Indulged in a piece of pizza that was just sitting on the counter ready for someone to enjoy.

I guess its time to drop the slice of pepperoni, embrace my curves, accept that I have resorted back to my old ways, and brutally make a change.

All I have left to say is, OYE!!

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