Planes, Trains, and What Have Yous

09/09/09

279.4 lbs

Did you read that li'l buddies?  Allow me to repeat that for the cheap seats in the back: 279.4 lbs. 

Happy Dance!  Happy Dance!  I'm so freaking happy right now!  Come on, get up and dance with me!

[insert time to dance happy here]

I've been on a mild high all day.  I got to go on a field trip for work which means I got to network and be social amongst the people.  Add to that the fact that I've lost a total of 7 real lbs and WOOT WOOT!! 

[insert more time to dance happy here]

That's all I've got on my brain today.  I am 3 little lbs away from a solid 10 lbs.  That's 3.48% of my total body weight.  Not bad for a month of half-assed trying. 

I'm going on a business trip at the end of the month.  Oh yeah, next month is my birthday too.  Go ahead and mark your calendars.  It's ok.  I don't mind.  Anyway.  This business trip is going from the Southeast to the Pacific on a plane.  Ew.  I hate flying on planes.  Or rather, I hate sitting in small dinky seats next to strangers on planes.  Especially strangers that are skinny or good looking or both.  Old ladies and balding men don't bother me.  But I digress. 

I'm also flying a different airline this time so I'm totally not sure what to expect on this plane.  The last time I flew comfortably I weighed 260. I know that type of weight loss isn't possible at a healthy rate in 3 little weeks, but maybe another 7 lbs is.  That's what I'm hoping anyway.  

I'm hoping that I might possibly be able to sit semi-smooshed rather than completely packed in like my butt was in that swimsuit on Monday (T-G for cargo shorts).  I'm hoping that I'll actually be able to appreciate the full affect of my xanax on the 5+ hour trip rather than obsessing over the affect my girth is having on the stooge next to me.  I'm basically hoping for a miracle.  A miracle wrapped up in the loss of 7 to 10 more lbs lost by September 30.  We'll see. 

I have more on this topic of travel and my life as just another fat girl, but I'm tired and I want to go home and revel in my weightloss.  I'll close with a little message for My Fat...

[insert even more time to dance happy here]

Neener, Neener, Nee-ner!

-jafg