Memoirs of a Fat Girl

It’s been a week and some change into the “new me” program. I set down some ground rules for myself, small things, and agreed that come what may, I wouldn’t be too hard on myself.

So, how’d it go?

I have been drinking at least eight glasses of water a day, but that’s no biggie. I’m a beverage girl by nature, especially during meals, and water is 99% of my liquid intake. I didn’t force that, either. I just don’t like drinking much of anything else.

I have had at least one cup of green tea every other day.

I haven’t eaten after 7pm for three whole days. Yes, I know there’s plenty of room for improvement there, but there’s even more room in the “eat whole foods only” section. While I did make a special effort to do that, I didn’t make a spectacular effort.

But keeping in the spirit of not being too hard on myself, I have to see this as a good start, albeit a shaky one. At the very least it builds for a strong foundation, I’m hoping. And at the very least, the waistline on my jeans isn’t so snug. Nothing drastic, mind you, just a bit more free flowing.

That has to mean something.

Points over the next week: try harder. And, lose the sugar.

New incentive: My cousin and his fiancée have asked me to emcee their September wedding. What is it with my family and September weddings?