7/26/99 — 189 ½
Less than 2 weeks till the reunion, and I’m not doing too badly with the weight. I’ve decided to just keep going and see if I can drop another ten pounds or so. I probably can. I have really been enjoying being able to buy smaller clothes, and even wear shorts out of the house (thanks also to getting some color by Sharon’s pool). I guess next week I will be making the big purchase — a dress for the dinner dance. Nothing sleeveless, definitely — my arms are still pretty blobby. Probably a modified version of the “little black dress” would be the classiest choice. And a pair of white denim shorts, if I can find a good pair, for the picnic. I definitely need to get my legs darker, though. Back to Sharon’s!!
7/29/99 — 187, 43–30–44
Diet going fine, thanks. A little over a week until the reunion — wonder if I could hit 179? that would make 40 pounds, even. But even so, this is great! I was looking at the Masterfat log, and if I can get below 184, which should happen this week, I would be at my lowest weight since ’93 — the last major tonnage drop. Lowest weight in ’93 was 173. only 15 more pounds, and I’ve got that beaten, as well. Wonderful feeling. 20 pounds less than last time my in-laws saw me. Only 12–15 more than when we got married. 20–22 pounds more than when we first met. These goals are all within reach!
8/27/99 — 184
I’m back on the diet again, and kicking all kinds of ass :D
9/19/99 — 184
My lack of appetite during being sick gave me a little drop, and I am fairly well inspired to go back on the diet tomorrow as scheduled. Hopefully I wil be starting at 183 or possibly lower. I counted out the remaining sessions this year (four), and determined that if I were to actually lose one pound a day during each session of the diet, keep it off completely between sessions, and extend the last session until the end of the year (about 4 extra days), still losing one pound for every day of the diet, I would actually weigh 126 on New Year’s Eve. Good gravy! That’s the official GOAL, isn’t it? And after all this slacking, too, I could still do it this year.
Ah, well. Pipe dreams. I would be happy as doodoo if I could get down to 150 before the Christmas party, and that’s a more realistic goal to shoot for. Besides, I would be a fuckin’ knockout at 150. I’ve already gotten back to ‘pretty’. This is almost 35 more pounds, we’re talkin’. (Mr. Bill says “beautiful”, but the man gushes.) N will be real proud of me when she sees me in a couple of weeks for her birthday dinner. Hopefully I will be able to drop at least another ten pounds this session, too, so I’ll be even skinnier by then. Hey, if I can get below 173, that will top the results of Scarsdale ‘93. Me go, girl!
