Sunday Oct 27th Weigh In and Pictures of Us

Today is Sunday Weigh In .....and I'm a tad under the weather today, in fact I feel like I'm being tortured. I'm almost eight long weeks into this self imposed torture ritual. I mustget some sort of pleasure from inflicting this constant denial upon myself in the quest for self discipline. (and the loss of 25 lbs), but today I can't remember what it is.

I HAVE A STOMACH ACHE! I'm not with it today....

Another good analogy is that I feel like I'm running the marathon and I'm at the "wall"...it seems that four more weeks or is it five...anyway, is a long haul until the finish line.

That little man that sits in the back of my head (my friend Susan calls him her drunk monkey) and he whispers to me to forget about it, then he tells me that I have lost near 15 pounds and thats good enough...I keep yelling back at him (yes it's a him) to SHUT UP!

I know it gets harder to loose weight the longer your on a restriction diet....I use to watch the Biggest Looser on TV, and I would see some of those people who weighed like 250 pounds, eat very little and train everyday for hours, only to get on the scale and have not lost a single pound.

I don't think I look different from week to week....None the less, I must continue with my quest of torture.






I love my two little dogs....These are my favorite pictures for the past two weeks, I have about five hundred more. Daisy is starting to look exactly like Pinkerton, but she has her own distinct personality to be sure. I wish I could bottle their cuteness...