I've really been trying to limit the amount of crappy food that I eat. I do "allow" myself to eat fast food at least once a week (sometimes 3 times a week...shhh!). Today was my special food day. So there I am at lunchtime, standing at the front of the line in Taco Bell, when my belt decides to break. There's a part in the belt's buckle that clasps onto the leather belt. That's the part that broke, sending my buckle to the dirty floor.....that's the moment when I became a "medium" and was able to hear the other customer's thoughts:...."poor fatty broke his belt and he's still here ordering more fat to go"...."take that as a sign chubs"...."he does have a cute booty though".
So I scooped up the buckle and stood around waiting for my food. Yes, I still had the belt looped through my pants, without a buckle. I just know I looked like an asshole, but I was determined not to let the shame of it all break me and force me to run out of there, tail tucked in.
FYI, I've lost 5 lbs in the last 3 weeks, so my gut didn't bust the belt. I blame this on poor craftsmanship, by some El Salvadorian child sweatshop worker.
Lately, I've been hearing quite a bit about this Master Cleanse/Lemonade Diet drink and I'm thinking about going on it. My blogger buddy (and cutie-patootie), LittleBigChris did it for the entire 10 days and even Vlogged his progress daily on YouTube. I've been a longtime stalker fan of his, and I'm pretty damn proud of the lad. Check him out.
Update: I think I need to clarify my reasons for wanting to do this:
I wouldn't be doing it for the weight loss (which I don't think is significant at all), I just want to clean me out. I'm not a fan of the hose being shoved up my arse and then flushed out with water. I'd much rather be sitting on the "pot" every morning, bracing myself with the sink, while millions of parasites come racing out of me!....wheee!...sounds fun, no?
Yes, yes ya'll...I want to shit myself clean....I just don't know if I have the willpower to last the entire 10 days. Wish me luck, Bitches!