reality check {true confessions} – The Shrinking Jeans of Melissa


July 26, 2011 By Lissa

I had a moment of clarity last week, after many weeks of being sad, lost, and not caring. I knew that I had to do something, and I took the first step and got my ass back on South Beach. The first three days were great, but then came the weekend camping trip. Two days of bad eating. Grrrr…

During the time we went camping, I went on a tube behind a boat. You know, the kind where the whole point is to get thrown off because it’s fun?? Well, it was fun and I did get thrown off. Only I couldn’t get my fat ass back ON THE TUBE. Seriously. My 16-year-old little cousin had to get on the tube and help PULL ME UP. Mortifying. Disgusting. How did I let myself get this faaaaaar off track again? I have no upper body strength left whatsoever. I used to have some serious muscleage going on there. Dumb, dumb, dumb.

To top it off, here is a glorious photo to go along with the story: