Intake: two diet pills and a glass of water.

     Okay, so I found my old treadmill in the storage room.
I'm going to run on it for at least an hour a day.
I also found a pair of 10 pound weights.
Storage rooms bring back memories.

Along with running and weights sit-ups will be in order.
My old routines worked nicely.
I think I'll try to recreate them.

Plus the whole joining Curves thing.
This will be lovely.

     I am a person that needs to see things in progress.
So I decided to use the super preschool tactics of a "marble jar".
Every day I follow through with my plan I add one marble to the jar.
Three marbles gives me pills.
Seven marbles gives me a movie or trip to the mall.
Yay >.<
But failure to go through with a daily plan results in emptying the jar;
And keeping my puppy upstairs, without me for that night.
Lame? Yes.
But it works for me so fuck you ^,..,^

Okay, so in order to help myself and keep my mind in line I am going to try to post an entry on here every day starting tomorrow.
Seeing my stats everyday will motivate me I'm sure.

Me and my friend joined Curves today.
We plan on going everyday after school.
This will be fun.

I have come to the understanding that my weekends don't require food.
I mean the only reason food exists is to keep you alive and energized right?
But on the weekends I'm not around my parents, so they can't bitch.
And I'm not out doing tons of shit I need to be alert for.
And I'll probably be fucked up anyways.
So why stress about food if it's not even needed at that point?

I don't know...
Maybe that is a stupid idea.
But it sounds potentially smart as of right now.
I'm going to test this out for a couple weeks.

Yes please.

I'm sick of my mom and dad controlling my life.
If I want to be thin then that's what I'm going to do.
I'm not afraid of therapy anymore mom.
Doctors, hospitals, psychiatrists, and nurtitionists won't make me change my mind again.


BRING. IT. ON.

5'5"
LW:99
HW:160
CW:125
GW:114
UGW:98