The beauty of my body is not measured by the size of the clothes it can fit into, but by the stories that it tells. I have a belly and hips that say, "We grew a child in here," and breasts that say, "We nourished life." My hands, with bitten nails and a writer's callus, say, "We create amazing things."
I really don't think I need buns of steel. I'd be happy with buns of cinnamon.
~Ellen DeGeneres
Sunday, March 26, 2006
FAILURE!
I was fantastic for 13 days, and then I went out in PUBLIC and day one was a fudge, day to was a blatant fall from grace and would you believe that in those two days I gained back all that I had lost in 7 days?
I still feel wretched. my body is b#(%@ slapping me all day today. ewh. icky feeling.
sulking away to eat my fish, broccoli and romaine.
KATkins menu:
breakfast: 1 new york steak, 2 eggs, 1 coffee
lunch: chicken, ice berg letuce, tea
dinner: monk fish, broccoli, romaine hearts
Exersize:
Moping (pouting)