I’m Biting My Tongue

Yum! Dear Self,

You are not going to engage in stress-eating. You are not going to fatigue make you rummage through your son’s snack drawer in search of something with sugar. You are not going to eat that last donut left in the package of snack cakes he bought at the store yesterday.

You are going to bite your tongue if you have to. You are going to sit on your hands if you must. You ARE going to lose a pound this weekend, even if that means running up and down the stairs like a madwoman until you’re too tired to even think about eating.

Got it?

Best wishes,
Your Self

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I feel like I could have wrote this letter last night!

I found strength in reading some of your blogs - so thank you!

You have the strength to do this. Don’t doubt that.

Comment by Beautiful Disaster on July 14, 2007 at 6:45 pm

Hey, YOU are one of my sources of inspiration. You’re already at my goal weight!

Comment by Chubby Mommy on July 14, 2007 at 6:47 pm

Yeah, not stress eating sounds like a great idea, and 48 hours ago I wouldn’t have thought myself so susceptible any more.

However, after a breakup on Friday night I’ve been consuming calories at a rate that should earn me a gold statue on the Coney Island boardwalk by midsummer.

Comment by Mad William Flint on July 15, 2007 at 2:06 pm

Put the chips down. I mean it.

Then go shadowbox or punch something a few hundred times. You’ll feel better.

Comment by Chubby Mommy on July 15, 2007 at 2:14 pm