So I've picked up some luggage during my off time due to having nothing to do and sitting around the house all day, every day, watching my stories and eating pork skins and Bon-Bons. Ended up picking up 20 pounds over the course of 3 months.
Oh fuck no I can't have that. I can't begin to start to fit the mold that a lot of my "fan club " members see me as already. A fat virgin in my Mom's basement. Lucky my Mom's house doesn't have a basement. Or a crawlspace, even. And my gaggle of children can attest that I'm no virgin.
Thank you, Maury, for proof positive.
And since I can't give my "fan club" even 1/3 the satisfaction that they had me pegged, I figured I needed to get out of the house and get on the grind. I started off Monday and Tuesday of last week with walking a 1.5 mile distance (around one block in my hood). Wednesday and Thursday I upped to twice a day. And, with the help of some tips from Lurker, I changed my eating habits pretty drastically.
Now I'm on a good, solid eating schedule and 6 miles a day walking (around 2 blocks in my hood). I walk 3 miles twice a day.
Last week, on my slow start to this, I managed to drop 6 pounds. SO I'm hoping with this being a full week of the new regime to see that increase a bit.
Sunday, November 22 = 235 lbs.
Saturday, November 28 = 229 lbs.
Saturday, December 05 = 226 lbs.
Saturday, December 12 = 226 lbs.
Saturday, December 19 = 226 lbs.
Check that. On the road to Skinnyville. Later, QD.