Today was fun, we watched more Supernatural (four episodes left of season four!). Honestly guys, if you have not watched this series, you should. But start from the beginning. Because if you don't get all of it in piece by piece, it'll just be too much.
We also went to pick up my uncle from the airport, because he's been in New York for the past week. He's a really nice guy, and we all went to Five Guys for dinner. I'd never had Five Guys before, and dear god... it was amazingly delicious and heavenly, but it's an experience I don't think I can afford to relive. It was like swallowing five pounds of cholesterol and fat covered in grease... But it was worth it. And we made chocolate chip cookies, from scratch. I ate like, ten.
Yeah, as soon as I get home (which will be tomorrow, after we finish Supernatural) I'm checking myself into boot camp, Bree Bear style. Working out every minute I can spare, and eating nothing but fruit and veggies and fiber bars. At least just until I get my weight back to normal. Yeah. That's the plan.
I think, that's the worst after-effect from losing twenty pounds the way I did. My metabolism is now completely screwed over. I have to seriously watch myself now. I sometimes have off-days, but off-weeks? I never do this, and I'm terrified. I don't know what I'm going to do about Independence Day, because every year my family goes to Downtown Disney, and we eat at the Earl of Sandwich and have dessert at Ghiradelli's. Yeah. This is definitely the worst after-effect. Missing out on things like that. That's way worse than losing my hair or the fact that I'm always constipated.
Yeah. By the way guys, I'm losing my hair. And it seriously freaks me out. It's been happening for a while now. And I promise you, it's not a normal amount of hair loss. I stopped dying my hair, trying to eat more protein, and I'm going to order some pre-natal vitamins, all to try and slow it down. I used to have the thickest, craziest, poofiest hair you'd ever seen. Now it's all flat and thin unless I put product in.
But yeah. The moral of the story here is, if you want to lose weight, do it the right way. It'll take forever and you'll probably get really discouraged, but it'll be worth it. Don't go the eat-less-than-800-calories-a-day route. It works, and works fast, but for a price much higher than that slice of cheesecake.
Oh and please, don't get the wrong idea about this post, guys. My "diet" was not an eating disorder, at all. Not even the same realm. It was just an act of desperation, and I was able to stop it as soon as I didn't want it anymore. Girls with eating disorders don't get out that easily.
Anyway. Enough of my rambling. I'm going back home tomorrow, and as much as I love being here in Tampa, I'm really ready to get back to my life. And to get rid of this weight.
Weight: Worst nightmare
Pre-life crisis related tantrums had this summer: 2
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