Today's weight didn't budge up or down, which is an absolute miracle considering what I feasted on over the weekend.
Friday: Tostada loaded with guacamole and sour cream, plus bounteous chips and salsa and sangria.
Saturday: Wine, cake, risotto, French onion soup -- all not on the diet, but delicious.
Sunday: (Here is where I hide my face in shame) I ate a spicy fried chicken sandwich, curly fries and a real Coke from Jack in the Box. My first fast food in months (and it was DELICIOUS).
But I'm back on the wagon, now, and since there was no weight loss, I still have 38.6 pounds to lose.
And this week, I've been presented with a new challenge. First, a little background: I have a friend who is getting married in October. Currently she is not planning on having a DJ or dancing at her wedding, which I keep telling her is utter madness because she loves to dance. (Don't you love when your friends give you unsolicited advice about your wedding plans??)
So we were browsing through some photos and came across one of me at a wedding we attended six years ago, when I weighed approximately 40 pounds less than I do right now. And she said:
If you fit back into that dress, I'll hire a DJ for the wedding.
Which is a little cruel, right? But I'm game. And it's on, honey. Oh, it's on. You may as well book the DJ now.
Anyway, here is the dress.
I have trouble parting with clothing, therefore this has been collecting dust in the spare room closet for several years. It doesn't look impossibly tiny or difficult to fit into, does it? But I checked the size and it's a full three sizes smaller than what I am now.
But never mind that. I have about six months to lose approximately 40 pounds, which is only a little more than six and a half pounds a month. Which is completely doable, my friends.