...of a fat girl (who wants to be naturally thin).

I absolutely love Bethenny Frankel's Naturally Thin book. I picked it up at Target a month or so ago and I was pretty skeptical. I've started reading about 15 different diet books and they were all so unrealistic with recipes that I couldn't possibly afford to make. Bethenny's book is completely different. It's like an un-diet diet book. She includes all sorts of hints and tips to eating like you're naturally thin. I've been trying to practice the naturally thin techniques since I bought the book, but today was finally the day I really enforced the techniques.

My sister and I went to Schlotzky's and I ordered something Bethenny recommended in her book (half a sandwich and soup). However, I could only order a whole sandwich, so I ordered the smallest veggie sandwich the joint makes. Then, I took half of the sandwich and placed it into a to go box before I could even smell it! Out of site, out of mind! I finished one half of my sandwich and even left some of my soup in the cup because I felt like I was full already. (It probably helped that I had a really, really tight belt on! Maybe that will be my new diet secret...wear really tight belts!) I'm so used to going out to eat and eating everything on my plate because it's "rude not to eat all the food" or "there are starving children in Africa." Bethenny assured me that there is no reason to finish an entire plate of food. It's actually just plain gross.

Today's Log:
Breakfast-bowl of Special K
Lunch: Half of a veggie sandwich and a cup of vegetable beef soup

Snacks...lots and lots of water!!

Yay me!

...of a fat girl (on losing weight).

I'm starting to get a little discouraged. I realize that skinny girls have a tough time losing weight, but I'm a big girl. Shouldn't it just, like, fall off of me? Like that Ruby lady who started out at 487 and lost a hundred already? Why can't that be me? I hired a personal trainer, I'm making drastic eating changes, I'm reading all of the literature about being healthy, and I'm exercising like a banchee and my fat won't budge! I know that several years of unhealthy habits got me in this situation and the fat's not going to just melt away. But I thought maybe a pound or two would.

Log:
Since the last time I wrote, I had a few tortilla chips and some salsa for a snack. Then I had some broccoli and rice for supper with a handful of white cheddar crackers. Okay, not the staple for perfect eating, but I'm poor today, so it's all I can afford. I'm pretty sure the broccoli-rice combo was a year out of date...

...of a fat girl.

Any post titled "...of a fat girl" will be my thoughts exclusively. Just like a diary. I'm the fat girl. Catching on? Good. Any posts titled anything else will be any stories/quotes/other people's stories through my eyes as a fat girl. History of my fatness will come later...

Also, I may share what I have eaten so far today so you know that I really am trying to be less fat...Dieting never works...But if I'm held accountable through my blog, then I hope to lose some weight! Maybe in a few months I can be "...of a skinny girl!"

Today's eats:
Breakfast: Cereal and milk
Snack: Slim Fast snack bar
Lunch: Peachy/Orangy Juice Stop. Yum.

...of my cell phone.

Who in the heck let me have a cell phone?
Seriously.

April 2008: My Samsung slider was the first of a long string of bad luck with cell phones. I lost it in Palo Alto, Calif., after about six gallons of Jager and eight bottles of Guiness. To this day, I swear someone stole it from me...however I was constantly reassured that no one would even want a phone as un-cool as my Samsung slider.

August 2008: Then there was my teal LG slider. I thought it looked hip because it had a full keyboard. Evidently the toilet I flushed it down liked the sleek look of my LG as well. Word to the wise: don't even attempt to reach in and grab your fallen cell phone from an automatic-flushing toilet. The water's rush will take the phone from you and spit toilet juice all over your arm. Gross.

January 2009: Next was another teal LG slider. Don't trust a one year old with a glass of wine. That's all I'm saying. Wine is some sticky shit.

I've had my pretty little Blackberry for a few months now. Although it hasn't been lost, flushed, or drenched, it tends to send a ton of drunk text messages. It's also been known to give it's number to lame-o men in it's drunken frenzies. Blackberry takes loads of embarrassing pictures, too. Two nights ago, it thought it would be fun to tell my ex-boyfriend where to stick it.

If something happens to Blackberry, I'm giving up on cell phones for good. Calling cards and pay phones are probably my best bet. It's a little hard to give random guys my numbers if the only way to reach me is through a pay phone...