In the past two months I’ve lost 23 lbs (give or take a few), thanks to some intense dieting (HcG!) and workout regimen. My grandmother has been in the Dominican Republic for the whole of those two months. I actually planned my weight loss around the fact that she would not be here. Today she arrives, she hasn’t seen how much weight I’ve lost, she’s just kinda heard about it.
She’s going to loose it.
Even over the phone all she ever told me was “you need to eat more, you’re loosing too much weight” Srsly Mama? You haven’t seen me in over a month and that’s the first thing you’re going to tell me? That I need to eat more? Well thanks, I’m doing great!
I mean, I understand the Grandma complex, you feel like you need to feed your children and make them all healthy and chubby but that’s what got me in this mess in the first place! That’s what has gotten the rest of my family in a weight range that I don’t want to reach, save for my mother and (now) myself.
I’m not done with my journey, I’ve got about 12lbs to go to my UGW and a deadline in June (VEGAS BABY!!) and I’m going to reach it. I haven’t come this far to let my fam guilt me into eating more.
I love you Mama but this is for me. For real.
wow… rant over… this was kinda really long…..
Weight Loss problems: watching Paula Dean makes me worry about the calorie count instead of making my mouth water…
Going to Colombia on Monday… I’m a little scared that the trip will derail the amazing progress that I’ve done while on HcG. I even cut back my diet time so that I could be on phase 3 while on the trip, guessing it will make eating hotel food a lot easier since I can’t control how the cook the proteins and etc. No starches and sugars though But tons of vegges and fruits wherever I see them.
I can do this.