It's going better than I expected. I don't have a scale, but all of my clothes fit better. Pretty soon I'll be out of range of Ted Levine's Buffalo Bill character in Silence of the Lambs.
I honestly didn't expect much. And I was starving to death the first three days. But after that, it was so much easier. Yesterday, I was looking for something to wear and I pulled out this pair of pants that had ended up in the back of my closet. I could still wear them pre-diet, but they were uncomfortable and I would have to take them off the second I got home from work. Yesterday, they fit beautifully and I wore them the whole day without feeling miserable.
I haven't started exercising specifically yet, but I ran around the park with the kids yesterday. It's good to have so much more energy. Now if I can just transfer that energy to the laundry pile stacked to the ceiling in my living room....
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Jethro is so funny with the new Pilot.
Last Saturday, we decided to take a trip down to the Texas City dyke. We are so impulsive sometimes. We packed up Gwennie, Emma, and the camping gear to do a little night fishing. We bought some bait, set up the tent, unpacked the chairs and fishing gear, lit the kerosene lantern (actually we lit the lantern first) and started fishing. Didn't catch a thing. It was too windy. But it was good practice. Our tent is easy to set up, the girls enjoyed it thoroughly and gave us no trouble - they even went to sleep! We were going to stay all night, but someone had their bass turned up and the resultant pounding made sleep impossible.
So while the girls were napping in the tent and the fish were ignoring our bait, Jethro and I decided to get a little action in the new Pilot. It was ridiculously easy and totally hot. It made me seriously wonder what the teen pregnancy rate must be in Texas City. It was the most pleasant night, although we did end up leaving about 3:00 am.
The next day, we cleaned out the car. And man alive did it stink. From the bait. Losers. Anyway, Jethro was none too pleased to have his new car smelling like rotting whore, so he had the car detailed and came back with a little sachet of potpourri attatched to to the steering column. No he's straight. I swear.
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Just wanted to encourage you on the whole diet weight loss thing. My wife is going through that now, we still haven't found the magic bullet for her but we're not giving up. Lots of walking, less food, more healthy stuff. Keep at it, she's losing weight now, just not as fast as she'd like.
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