Was just thinking, yet again, about how LONG it's going to take me to get rid of this fat. The subQ is EVERYWHERE. So, even though the Squidge is kind of shrinking at the edges (or at least I imagine that to be the case in my more optimistic moments), I've still got plenty of bubble wrap to pop all over my body.
But I have to say I drew fresh inspiration last night from one of my new favorite shows, The Biggest Loser. The lady Loser that got kicked off last night started at almost 500 pounds. FIVE, HUNDRED pounds. And she lost 100 pounds in just 9 weeks!!! Wow -- if I lost that much, I really would be invisible. And in only NINE WEEKS. That's like 11 pounds a week. (Okay, I'm trying to do the math on this -- if she lost 20% of her weight in 9 weeks, that would be like me losing 24 pounds or something. But, of course, I can't really do that, because then I'd be like anorexic or something.) And SHE got kicked off! Granted, these Losers have a lot more fat to spare than I do, and can probably cut back on a few cheeseburgers a day or something, but still.... I saw how hard these guys are working. And this former Loser lady was on Leno later and said she works out...get ready...I couldn't believe it -- FOUR HOURS A DAY six days a week even now that she's off the show, and she's lost like 150 pounds now. Get OUT. That's just crazy.
I was bitching tonight about how all the exercise and blogging has really cut into my free time. I'm such a wuss. I will just have to SUCK IT UP, feel glad I don't have several hundred pounds to lose, and think LONG term. I mean, how many years did it take me to get this way? At least 3 years, I think. So it's kind of silly (but way fun) to expect it all to come off in a few weeks. I think this boot camp deal next week ought to give me a big kick in the stretchie pants. Right?
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