On the plus side...

[navygreen]

It seems that depression is one helluva weight loss plan. As of today, I'm now down 21.5 pounds. This weight loss has all occurred in the last five weeks.

I wore my 'Flake' shirt (as seen in the icon above) yesterday, and it was literally too big on me. I've had that shirt for almost two years now, and it was tight enough to show "backfat" last year. Now? It just hangs.

I'm feeling mighty good tonight, as I've just put on a pair of brand-new jeans in the next size down (my other pair of jeans - which I just bought seven weeks ago - are now so loose that they literally slip off of me as I walk. I can shimmy out of them with the buckle and zipper still done, even). And these jeans look GOOD tonight. Not only that, but I'm wearing a brand-new sweater that I purchased for myself last weekend, and the sweater is down a size, too.

I feel pretty tonight. That's an improvement in itself.

Maybe this post should be titled, "On the minus side...", eh?

Comments

[jeffholton.livejournal.com]

I feel pretty tonight. That's an improvement in itself.

It's probably wrong of me on multiple accounts to throw this gem out (especially since 19 people above me have already stood in line to say it), but you *are* pretty. I'm glad the feeling meshes with the sentiment today. :)

Maybe the euphoria of feeling pretty will contradict the depression and you'll break even and maintain the weight? :)

[navygreen.livejournal.com]

Thanks, Jeff. It's definitely a fleeting feeling, as I certainly don't feel it everyday. Then again, you've not seen enough pictures of me to know what I *really* look like much, so you're sweet to compliment like such.

I hope it stays off. The first 15 pounds was purely stress-related, but now I'm making an effort.