Fat Dividends

I finally treated myself to something with the moo-cow bank money (money I WOULD have spent on fast food, but did not, see post "My weight in money." I counted all my pennies and the money from the ads and I had just enough to get myself a MINO HD FLIP video camera! I felt a little guilty mostly because I was amazed at how much money I had in the Cow bank--that would have been banked on my butt in the form of French fries. All those dollar bills piled on the floor helped me actually see with my eyes how much junk I was eating. And guess what--I am not craving fast food anymore! Excuse me while I pat myself on the back thrice.....Ah very nice. I must tell you of some other dividends from my self-imposed Fat Camp. First, my husband has been noticing the weight coming off and telling me (in a very positive way, or else, grrr) that I look thinner. Second, maybe too much info for the faint-of-heart, but I am not spilling out of my bra anymore--no one likes the quadruple-boob look. Third, this morning as I was running I had to PULL my pants UP because they are getting too big, YAY-- pretty soon I will be wearing clothes without an "X" on the tag! And finally, I Feel GOOD, although I do hit a major energy wall at about 10:00 a.m., I feel like the molecules in my blood are more charged or vital in some way. But don't be hasty--I will still be complaining and whining from time to time, only human here. It's working, I'm changing, and I am so happy!