|this desert life|
I've decided that I'm going to lose weight. It's just something that I'm going to do. I got weighed at my annual exam back in late February and it was a far larger number than I've EVER expected to weigh (almost as much as my mom weighed when she was pregnant with my brother, which was a difficult pregnancy). It's so high a number that I'm not even comfortable saying it out loud. Or in print. So I won't.
For real, now.
This won't be one of those weight-loss diaries, tho. Those always bug the hell out of me - when I see them on the recent entries and it's all like, "Calories! Servings! Minutes on the Elliptical!" and I'm like, wow, while I eat these potato chips, I won't care.
But yeah. I wanted to just put it in words so if I start to flake out I can look at this entry and be like, no, I said "For real" and that means for real.