Just kidding...I would totally write an entire post about that word....just not today. Today, I'm talking about Failure and more specifically the fear of failure. As I've said multiple times along this journey, I am truly awful at not finishing things I start. Why? Because I'm scared shytless of failing. Like...more scared than Theresa Guidice that she'll spend the next 10 years in an orange jumper
A famous person once said,
"It is better to have not tried and not failed, than to try and realize you suck really bad"-
This fear has been very present in the last 12 months while I struggled, succeeded, got knocked down and stood back up again. Every.single.day I struggle. Every.single.day I survive. For me, weight loss is a complete and utter mind eff. My inner demons are extremely strong when it comes to food. I'm OBSESSED with it. I don't like wasting it. Throwing food in the trash full on gives me a case of the "twitchy neck".
This is my
I haven't shared any of my measurements or pictures of my
Thanks to Holly, I have like one bajillion new followers this week so you'll need to go check out Watch For Dropping Balls to get a little bit of my back
We'll all wait.
Done? Geez...you read slow.
Ok, time for measurements and pictures. I didn't take my first set of measurements until September 5, 2012. On the day Fluffette was born, May 29 2012, I weighed in at 236 pounds.
July 31, 2013
Chest: 35 inches
Arm: 11.5 inches
Waist: 31 inches
Thigh: 24.25 inches
Calf: 15.75 inches
|No, those are not a second set of boobies. That is my fat roll. August 2012. 12 weeks post blown out vag.|
|Squatting "Before" September 2012|
|Pink Tank July 2013|
|Super proud of how my shoulders and back are coming along. Still need a plastic surgeon to take care of that skin on my arms (for free)|
|Whoaaaaa......did you know that sometimes your thighs can have a gap in between them??!?!?!??!? WHO KNEW!|
Wherever you are in your weightloss quest, please take pictures of yourself. They may make you projectile vomit all over yourself and your neighbor but someday, when you're feeling like a big pile of fat, sweaty whale blubber, you can look back at those pictures and feel proud.
I'm 15(ish) pounds away from my goal weight so it's time to rally, bytches. I WILL DO THIS.
I REFUSE TO SINK.
Speaking of other things that I hope I don't fail at.......
Dumpster Darlins is here Bytches!!!! I'm beyond scared that I will be an absolute failure but I'm goin for it dammit!
I've started a Facebook page that will truly suck because I'm at like a 1st grade level in social media so bare with me.
A few things:
- all items posted on the page are available for sale OR rent. If you have a wedding, photo shoot, baby shower or birthday party do we have the props for you!! (insert flailing arm inflatable guy)
- My first show will be at The ORLY Market in Mckinney, TX on August 16th & 17th
- Exciting things are coming soon and will be available to ship all over the country!
So...you know....go like my page...or don't....I mean...I don't even really care...but seriously GO LIKE MY PAGE.
How can you say no to this face??
|Just say no-yo to fro-yo|