This is why we’re fat…

Wow…this last few weeks have been so busy, and the next few are (I’m sure) only going to get crazier!

So, quick update – I’ve now lost 22 lbs since I started my pre-op diet (about 5 weeks ago), and it is blowing my mind that I am actually noticing a difference in how my clothes fit (at least tops, since I seem to have lost in the chest/belly area – and yes, that sadly includes my boobs). At my weight, height and build, I would have never thought I would notice a difference losing only 20 lbs, but even a couple of friends and family members have commented on it.

I think it’s nature’s way of encouraging me at this point, LOL

Today is dangerous though – Halloween. Ugh. One of the least wonderful times of the year if you are trying to lose weight (or just not pig out on candy). It would be one thing if I just had to give out candy – I’d go buy it the same day, give it out, and make sure there were no leftovers. BUT. I have kids. Little kids who don’t understand why Mommy is being mean and taking away their candy (it’s bad enough explaining why I insist on going through and taking out all the cheap nasty sugar stuff like Rockets and cheap lollipops and throwing it out). So I have to endure months of having Halloween candy around, because I am that bitch of a mother that only lets them have one thing per day.

In the grand scheme of things though, I guess I only have to endure it for just over a week, since I’ll then be in Mexico at the wedding, on my pre-op diet for two weeks (and I will NOT cheat and risk my surgery having issues), and then unable to eat it even if I wanted to. So…maybe it’s not that bad after all.

Which brings me to the title of this post…well, actually it doesn’t, but just pretend that was a smooth segue, okay? Thanks, y’all!

Anyway, this is a little funny my friends and I have. None of us are, shall we say, thin (although the degree of non-thinness varies greatly). And we all really like food. A lot. In fact we talk about it ALL the time. We’ve always said that we need to have our own reality show (cause seriously, we are THAT funny, and fabulous…and scandalous), and at one point we had decided it should be called “I Could Eat” and every show would be us eating and being fabulously hilarious.

Why “I Could Eat”? Because whenever we ask each other “hey, are you hungry?”, the answer is always “I could eat”. Even if we just ate. Because that’s us…we could pretty much always eat.

Which leads into “this is why we’re fat”.

We usually bust this out when we’ve just eaten 3 cupcakes each, or when we make chocolate-dipped bacon, or when we base road-trips around where we want to eat. Yep. Literally, “this is why we are fat”.

And yes, it’s a joke, and it’s funny…cause it’s true.

My friends are amazing, supportive, loving people (and that includes my wonderful husband too) and we have all been slowly changing our attitudes toward food etc., and we could all stand to make healthier choices for various reasons (and I shan’t air my friends dirty laundry on this blog). I’m hoping that this surgery does change things a bit for them as well. Not that I want them to change their habits because of me, but I do think that if we change our habits as group, everyone will benefit!

So…my/our “this is why we’re fat” moment for this weekend?

W (hubby), M (bf) and I are driving 4 hours and staying overnight to go to…a restaurant. My “last supper” is coming a little early, in celebration of my hubby’s birthday (and mine to some degree, as it’s two weeks after my surgery, I won’t be partying it up). I chose one of our fave places, Texas de Brazil (a brazilian churrascaria), because it’s the sort of place that I know I won’t be going anytime soon after my surgery (as it would just be a waste of money at that point).

This weekend, I’ll be enjoying my ridiculous amount of meat and I’m sure it’ll run through my mind at least once.

This is why I am fat.

 

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About lessofsarah

I'm on a journey - with a lot of hard work, much love and support and a little luck, there will be less of me and more of myself.

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