So apparently I can not just "will" the pounds I away.
I have been trying hard and its just not happening.
So desperate times call for desperate measures and I may just have to use the dreaded/hated/foul "d" word. Its sucks ass but it has to happen.
YUCKY but with going to the gym 4 days a week and the weight not dropping like it should be something tells me the chocolate cookies and pizza I had today are working against me.
Shit. I liked my cookies for breakfast.
But I plan to shop for a KILLER dress for the anniversary and maybe some sexy lingerie to prance around in on our week vacation so right now unless I want to be wearing a moo moo (and I have yet to see a sexy one lol) I need to step it up.
I want him to remember why he married me and hell if I am going to be hanging out by the pool I would hate to scare away the children.
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I am sure it is not as bad as you think, and I am sure he already remembers why he married you. But I sympathize, as I have been in the same struggle for a while. Good luck with the not-a-D. :)
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