This "losing weight" thing seems to be easier said than done.
I've been trying the old method that used to work: eat less. Seems simple, doesn't it?
Just because something is outrageously delicious, doesn't mean you have to go back for seconds.
The LuAnn platter at Luby's is a perfectly adequate meal.
Eat until you are not hungry, not until you are stuffed.
All of the above.
How am I doing? So far, I've gained 10 lbs.
Methinks more stringent methods are called for.
I was strong enough to quit smoking; I'm strong enough to do this.
I truly hate the way I look. I have very few clothes that fit, because I refuse to buy clothes in this size. I must lose about 30 lbs (minimum) so all my vintage stuff will fit.
No more Dr Pepper.
No more chocolate, even chocolate covered marshmallow Easter bunnies.
Salads for lunch. No more ranch dressing.