Ain't no "D" word used.
No! no no NO! No photo, not until the the extra weight is gone and my face is back to 'normal', like is was 30 years ago. With no sags. |
For the past 40 years I thought a workout would pull fat from my thighs and abdomen's fat cells.
It's a beautiful thought isn't it? Imagining bloated fat cells being washed free of fat and left deflated, stuck together like a popped balloon?
She also said drinking watch increases your metabolism, at this age every increase is a blessing!
Yesterday the Evil Empire of Sugar was revealed, makes a person want to run from the sugar.. run.
Guess what? Sugar is not food! Huh. And Americans eat 115 pounds of it every year, that's per person
But the truth of the whole matter is this nutrition plan is sucking brain cells from under my skull. Honestly, I'm not making this up.
Unless it's words about food, I have no thoughts.
That's why you're getting this post, this with the underlying theme of food and food only
.. little food. no food. some food, run from the non-food.
The goal is to lose 30 pounds, some of that's going to come from inside the skull.. I'm pretty sure.
There it is, the poundage on the woman in the wildly patterned shirt! There's a reason I bought that shirt; it was supposed to hide the muffin top. Let the truth be told. |
It's a good thing I'm spending the night at my daughter's house with her children.. they are old enough to keep an eye on things. Plus her technology is so helpful, the phone speaks with a woman's voices telling me who is calling so I don't have to get up and expend energy (calories) to screen the calls.
And the water dispenser is kind enough to light up and tell me that date AND time I drank water! Just in case my brain forgot what day we're on and whether it's morning, noon or night.
Just imagine what kind of a mush head my brain will be after a month of this nutrition plan!
Ah. side rolls.. nice.
Heading into Cream Cheese Season with a positive attitude and Livestrong.com food tracker to do the thinking for me.
Have a great Saturday..
Love Sideline.
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