Three, Two, One, Thin.

Over the weekend, my boyfriend saw me naked.

He called me beautiful.

I could cry.

I still no where near my goal, but I am a lot further than I was a year ago, pushing 275 pounds.

Now I’m fluctuating around 227-229. 

That’s nearly fifty pounds and my weight loss journey started in September/October.

It’s been a slow process, but I did stop for five months for a while during the spring semester.

If I could lose another fifty by the end of this year, I’d be totally content with that.

I wouldn’t say I’m eating totally healthy, but I am eating a lot less junk than when I was at school.

The past two weeks, my eating habits have been all over the place. I’ll eat about one full meal, and snacks here and there.

When I’m with my boyfriend, the last thing on my mind is food, then at the end of the day, he’s like “you haven’t eat all day!” 

He knows I’ve had some issues with eating, but I’m not sure if he knows the extent. 

Not eating isn’t something I’m trying to do.

It just sort of happens and by the time I’ve realized, it’s been a week and I’ve eaten maybe three full meals by then.

Tomorrow I’m going to try and get up early enough to jog on the treadmill, even for ten minutes. 

I need some motivation.

I can’t seem to get up to work out.

Plus I’m getting sick.

Merrrpp.

GUYS.

I have a boyfriend.

A legit one.

I can’t believe it.

An actual guy likes me the way I am now, all 200+ pounds of me.

I know I haven’t been on here in like eight millions years it seems.

I need to get back on track with my weight loss.

Tomorrow I’m getting back on the treadmill, even if I can only handle 15 minutes.

I did so well with my weight loss during the fall semester and I let myself go during the spring semester. 

My goal is to lose twenty five pounds by the time school starts up again.

I know I can totally do it.

Tomorrow I will have an official weigh-in and plan/work from there.

A boy called me beautiful and gorgeous recently. 

But I don’t believe him.

I wish I could get out of this funk.

I need to get back to the gym.

Have you ever looked in the mirror and just be so repulsed about everything that you had to look away?

I hate everything.

I can’t eat normally.

I have a hummus, cheese and lettuce wrap sitting on my desk.

The thought of eating it makes me feel nauseous.

I hate everything.

Today I went jean shopping.

I offically fit in a size 18 Reign brand jeans.

The other pair of Reign jeans I have are a 24.

I’m so excited :)

But I am upset that even though they are “short” jeans, they are still a bit too long :P