Another week

I guess there was some movement on the scale now – NS is at 149.2 and GS was as 148.8 after some coaxing (recalibrating).  

I’m just impatient to get somewhere already.  My skin feels looser, I think my clothes are looser although now I’m wearing a pair of jeans after washing them and they’re not so loose.  

I own 3 pairs of pants that fit, two of which are the same pants.   That sounds like a semantics class sentence – I bought two pairs of the same style pants because they fit.   And one pair of jeans.   The other pants which are the black pants are loose now.   So soon I guess I’ll have to buy more.   For about a month before I get new pants, I use a binder clip to fold them over and hold them up – it works, it probably looks a little strange but it gets me a months more wear before buying something new.

So even though the weight hasn’t gone down much, I feel like the skin is considerably looser when I push it around trying to see how it might look when it’s all cut off.   Not as good as I hope, I think.   I think plastic surgery needs a big infusion of tailoring techniques.   Instead of making one circumferential and one big vertical cut in my thighs, I think they need to make darts.   I don’t care how many scars I end up with – everyone finds fat less attractive than scars.   I want the skin to fit tight and the leg to look like the leg I can now see inside all the skin.   But I don’t think it’s going to be that way.

I have a bad headache and I’m really late for work and the only thing I was going in for got cancelled so I’m so tempted to stay home, but I won’t.   I will however leave early, go to the gym and then come home early.   It’s Friday.   My period is about over – time to see if I can manage 4 minutes of jogging on the treadmill yet.   Or maybe 5….