So this morning I did a very brave thing and stepped on the scale. I don't know what I was expecting, a miracle? I mean I have to sit for the majority of the day right now and can't excercise and I'm staying at my Grama's house, so of course I haven't lost any weight. But, I have been using crutches which seems to have been giving me a crazy workout, I mean muscles that I didn't even know existed are sore. Still not the best excuse to douse my salad in regular ranch.
It's hard to eat totally healthy when I'm not the one making the food. Now, I'm not saying my Grama is serving me sticks of lard or anything but she's always been a skinny person. She has been afforded the luxury in life of eating things made with real cream cheese and butter and creamer. I on the other hand don't get to do those kinds of things. At home it's all fat free or reduced fat cause I just can't eat the regular stuff all the time. This is difficult to explain to her cause it's not that what she eats is unhealthy it's just not the healthiest for me.
Needless to say I feel kind of frustrated at this point and can't help but think maybe I'm just supposed to be fat. Maybe I should just live with it but really I don't like it, it doesn't make me a happy person. As of right now I'm in a bit of a quandry as to what to do.
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