<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866</id><updated>2011-12-17T21:33:40.815-05:00</updated><category term='Movie Review'/><category term='Magazine'/><category term='Personal Update'/><category term='Diet Woes'/><category term='To Do List'/><category term='jordin&apos;s got body'/><category term='Sad'/><category term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><category term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Mini Updates'/><category term='RANTS'/><category term='Celeb'/><category term='Models'/><category term='I&apos;ve Never Been'/><title type='text'>Fat Stories-STUFF FAT PEOPLE LIKE</title><subtitle type='html'>THE PHAT 
BLOG</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3859341698309601370</id><published>2010-06-15T17:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T17:58:56.771-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SAMPLE SHOE SALE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.petitefeet.ca/vip"&gt;SHOE SALE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3859341698309601370?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.petitefeet.ca/vip' title='SAMPLE SHOE SALE'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3859341698309601370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3859341698309601370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3859341698309601370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3859341698309601370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2010/06/sample-shoe-sale.html' title='SAMPLE SHOE SALE'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8787542150484129560</id><published>2010-06-02T00:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T01:26:42.713-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>Oh come on now...</title><content type='html'>I said I'd be back on May 1...oops, I lied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the thing; I'm at 162.4 on a bad day and 158 on a good day -  not close to the 144  I was hoping to be by June 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep sigh.  The good news is that I'm back to working out at the &lt;a href="http://www.vanymca.org/centres/robertlee/"&gt;Y&lt;/a&gt; again and have committed to doing morning workouts.  I have been 30 plus pounds lighter for the past two years but I haven't forgotten my roots.  It was those morning workouts at the Y and not eating out that got me down from 194 and it will be those same two things that will get me down to 144 (and maybe 140!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS IT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting my finances together (buh buy student loan), excelling at work and getting into my best shape ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I know this is it?  I don't :( lol...all I know is what I've known all along...I can't do what ever I put my mind too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's my motivation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been at this for sooo long, I just want something new...no more cut and wobbly arms...I want to be fit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest issue is the damn birthday cakes at work.  I used to laugh at Weight Watchers and Jenny Craig-ers who condemn their work environment and even blamed it for their weight.  Sadly, I now understand how unhealthy the work place can be!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In one week I will report on my progress and hopefully write a lot more...I'm so beat right now...I was at the Y by 7:30am today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8787542150484129560?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8787542150484129560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8787542150484129560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8787542150484129560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8787542150484129560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-come-on-now.html' title='Oh come on now...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5887927234857834402</id><published>2010-04-16T16:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T16:17:17.795-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I am back...okay, I'm almost back...</title><content type='html'>The real kick off will be Saturday May 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's on my plate (no pun intended)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;training for the Vancouver Sun Run 10k&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;losing my last 10lbs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;meeting all my goals and objectives at work&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;By June 1 I want to be in a different place...a free, peaceful and accomplished place.  I know I have to work on it though...and work I will...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm reading &lt;a href="http://thetruthaccordingtotrey.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trey Anthony&lt;/a&gt; right now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5887927234857834402?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5887927234857834402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5887927234857834402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5887927234857834402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5887927234857834402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-am-backokay-im-almost-back.html' title='I am back...okay, I&apos;m almost back...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2507448569637944946</id><published>2009-12-22T15:58:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:33:47.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Never Been'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Do List'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>Christmas Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SzE8Q6tMAlI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gGHNTTI705M/s1600-h/PicImg_Jade_Goody_is_3e13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SzE8Q6tMAlI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gGHNTTI705M/s400/PicImg_Jade_Goody_is_3e13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418178088037778002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is it...A break from blogging and ultimately dieting until the new year.  The year when I will achieve all of my dreams.  I have post its and notes all over my room to inspire me.  Eventually I will accomplish EVERYTHING I set out to accomplish.  It won`t be easy.  For the next 9 days I will be charting out my journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has been a lot of bad and good news in the world this year.  First black president, but the war still goes on.  Lots of celebs have died, football players to the King of Pop.  All so tragic.  Even this week Britney Murphy and Chris Henry died.  The saddest death to me though was that of Jade Goody.  She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;succumbed&lt;/span&gt; to cancer earlier this year leaving behind her children and husband.  She became a reality star in 2002 and although a lot of stars have passed this year the fact that she was my age, 27, made hers hurt me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to pass away right now I would feel so unaccomplished.  I am not trying to change the world but I want to achieve a lot more than what I have at this point.  I need to plan a way to continue to achieve and reach new highs in 2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2507448569637944946?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2507448569637944946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2507448569637944946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2507448569637944946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2507448569637944946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-break.html' title='Christmas Break'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SzE8Q6tMAlI/AAAAAAAAAkU/gGHNTTI705M/s72-c/PicImg_Jade_Goody_is_3e13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6129457000034240857</id><published>2009-12-21T02:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T03:12:14.633-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>.:::things to do to keep me from eating:::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sy8ty_LGo6I/AAAAAAAAAkM/PzQrJJM5TUw/s1600-h/DSCF0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sy8ty_LGo6I/AAAAAAAAAkM/PzQrJJM5TUw/s400/DSCF0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417599230724711330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an epiphany after running 45mins and up and down stairs 5 times that one of these times I will get it right and lose my last ten pounds.  One of these diets must end in victory! for real...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my cheat sheet: Things to do before I cheat on my health plan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;read my motivation list&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;pray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;drink water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;brush my teeth&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up: MY MOTIVATION...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6129457000034240857?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6129457000034240857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6129457000034240857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6129457000034240857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6129457000034240857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/things-to-do-to-keep-me-from-eating.html' title='.:::things to do to keep me from eating:::.'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sy8ty_LGo6I/AAAAAAAAAkM/PzQrJJM5TUw/s72-c/DSCF0122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4724902464237791970</id><published>2009-12-16T21:21:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:28:05.289-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>my friend said this reminds her of me: People Think I got a Horseshoe Up My--</title><content type='html'>HOTTTT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetruthaccordingtotrey.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucky.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thetruthaccordingtotrey.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucky.html"&gt;horseshoe up my ass...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4724902464237791970?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4724902464237791970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4724902464237791970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4724902464237791970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4724902464237791970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-said-this-reminds-her-of-mepeople.html' title='my friend said this reminds her of me: People Think I got a Horseshoe Up My--'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2828733144585875475</id><published>2009-12-10T00:40:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T01:43:41.901-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magazine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>Diets During the Holiday are Foolishness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SyCYiVK_6mI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k43LJ09BP-M/s1600-h/tocarra2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SyCYiVK_6mI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k43LJ09BP-M/s400/tocarra2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413494467665586786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Got my December issue of Shape Magazine and guess what the editor message is about?  "Why I now ban diets during the holidays."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty much she says that every pound that she loses from Thanksgiving to the New Years from withstanding the temptations she ends up putting back on, and more.  To top it off she said she doesn't lose a lot.  Something like 6 pounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too have realized that diets in December are pointless.  I am going to write off diets in the summer too (from Canada Day- July 1 to Labour Day).  With all the get togethers it is pointless to try to lose anything.  Instead I will focus on maintaining and, more importantly, enjoying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm down more than 40lbs.  I can binge all I want and I won't go back to the 194lbs I used to be.  Wow.  Sometimes I need to take a look at what I've accomplished and be grateful.  Not eat 6 cupcakes in a row grateful but push myself on the treadmill more grateful.  It's almost most 2010, a new year and I am ready more than even to continue to experience new adventures and more blessings in my life.  Yeah!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. read Jasmyne Cannick's Take on &lt;a href="http://www.jasmynecannick.com/blog/?p=7458"&gt;Holiday Binging&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2828733144585875475?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2828733144585875475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2828733144585875475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2828733144585875475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2828733144585875475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/diets-during-holiday-are-foolishness.html' title='Diets During the Holiday are Foolishness'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SyCYiVK_6mI/AAAAAAAAAkA/k43LJ09BP-M/s72-c/tocarra2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-150299580984801456</id><published>2009-12-01T17:43:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:51:45.256-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>only 6.8 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SxW6EyR5PMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/00F0HvI9w7I/s1600/mountain_climbing1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SxW6EyR5PMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/00F0HvI9w7I/s400/mountain_climbing1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410435118734589122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;156.6lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and that's after binging on Dominoes Pizza all weekend.  For now I would be happy to see 149.9 on the scale.  Seeing 151.8 again would be great too...&lt;br /&gt;That's only 1.7lbs or so per week.  As long as I keep up with running I don't see why this isn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;achievable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-150299580984801456?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/150299580984801456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=150299580984801456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/150299580984801456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/150299580984801456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/12/only-68-to-go.html' title='only 6.8 to go'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SxW6EyR5PMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/00F0HvI9w7I/s72-c/mountain_climbing1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7872984560777613775</id><published>2009-11-28T00:41:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T00:55:16.494-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><title type='text'>Portion Sizes</title><content type='html'>that right there is my issue.  I skipped the chance to have the worlds best coffee cake today.  That was my only real temptation in the last 12 days of not having dessert.  I ended up eating a medium pepperoni pizza with 10 wings and 2 sodas.  I remember the last time I ate like this.  It was when I put on my freshman 40...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7872984560777613775?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7872984560777613775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7872984560777613775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7872984560777613775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7872984560777613775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/portion-sizes.html' title='Portion Sizes'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6844729550583013415</id><published>2009-11-22T19:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T20:40:17.340-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>Current Projects and Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Swnn89MOsYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/b8nDMAG6Udg/s1600/293.norbit.020507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Swnn89MOsYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/b8nDMAG6Udg/s400/293.norbit.020507.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407107862039015810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not eating dessert for the rest of the month&lt;/span&gt;. I realize that I shouldn't have told everyone about this because they don't get it...I'm just trying to brush up on will power.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not watching t.v. for the rest of the month&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no McDonald's for the rest of the year (last meal was on September 30).&lt;/span&gt;  This one might be hard because when I'm making life decisions I like to be comforted with a Big Mac Combo...it represents something that has been constant in my life&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm fat. &lt;/span&gt;The scale says I'm 159 but in resent pictures I look more like 179.  I want to never eat again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I am always on a diet.&lt;/span&gt;  Oh well, if it keeps me from going back to the 170's...IT'S ALL GOOD.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;and the saga continues!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6844729550583013415?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6844729550583013415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6844729550583013415' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6844729550583013415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6844729550583013415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/current-projects-and-thoughts.html' title='Current Projects and Thoughts'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Swnn89MOsYI/AAAAAAAAAjw/b8nDMAG6Udg/s72-c/293.norbit.020507.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8597269770109593996</id><published>2009-11-13T13:31:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:34:47.365-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>Personal Weight Loss Tips</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I need at least a 3 month period where my schedule is not expected to change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a goal event where it would be nice to lose weight by but no the end of the world if I don't lose a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;plan my workouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8597269770109593996?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8597269770109593996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8597269770109593996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8597269770109593996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8597269770109593996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/personal-weight-loss-tips.html' title='Personal Weight Loss Tips'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6864073947662240269</id><published>2009-11-09T10:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:35:27.621-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>What Had Happen Was</title><content type='html'>I ate 9 cupcakes this weekend.  It started with the grand re-opening sale at Old Navy where I bought not one but two wool coats at half off for the winter.  They are beautiful and make me feel beautiful.  And the free cupcakes and cake was a bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was only 3 cupcakes on Saturday morning.  Oh, let me back it up; on Friday I went to a CFL game (where the B.C. Lions lost horribly) and ended up eating at Red Robins at midnight and even had dessert.  Fast forward to last night where I had a 6-pack of cupcakes, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a new day...I'm moving on...gonna hit the gym this morning...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6864073947662240269?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6864073947662240269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6864073947662240269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6864073947662240269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6864073947662240269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-had-happen-was.html' title='What Had Happen Was'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5021459061772034977</id><published>2009-11-05T23:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:39:15.744-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>THIS IS IT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SvOt_1K-g5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/lxxWg3Qj6cU/s1600-h/Shemar+Moore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SvOt_1K-g5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/lxxWg3Qj6cU/s400/Shemar+Moore2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400851690263839634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm not referring to the Michael Jackson movie but to my D.I.E.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I more or less started today.  The 5th seems like a nice enough day to start the diet that I know will lead me to 144.  Coincidentally, it's exactly eight weeks from now until the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the thing about this diet is that I will eat whatever I want.  Because that's what I did in October and I'm still in the 150's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matter of fact this shouldn't be called a diet.  Tyra's show yesterday was about "getting your shape in shape".  Everything about it was cool except her "if you bite it,  write it" rule.  That's the different between a diet and a life change.  If I'm writing what I'm eating down that means I'm dieting despite what Ms. Tyra thinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who are living healthy lives and are maintaining their weight, don't walk around with diet journals.  Journaling is probably the part of dieting that I do the least.  I write days that I go to the gym and this year I've been writing my binges but that's about all I've written down consistently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next 8 weeks I will probably weigh in everyday and write it on my mirror.  And I expect to lose 1.775/week to bring down to 144 by the 31st of December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET THE GAMES BEGIN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s Isn't Shemar Moore fione????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5021459061772034977?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5021459061772034977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5021459061772034977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5021459061772034977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5021459061772034977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-it.html' title='THIS IS IT'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SvOt_1K-g5I/AAAAAAAAAjo/lxxWg3Qj6cU/s72-c/Shemar+Moore2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2128054145983280546</id><published>2009-11-03T11:38:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T11:41:15.635-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I bit the bullet...</title><content type='html'>and got a scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got it from target...I even stepped on it...after all my binging and I`m still in the 150`s, 159.2 to be exact, after eating! I`ll take in and run...my next D.I.E.T. starts soon....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2128054145983280546?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2128054145983280546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2128054145983280546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2128054145983280546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2128054145983280546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-bit-bullet.html' title='I bit the bullet...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4967769481716175494</id><published>2009-10-25T23:28:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:40:23.613-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Diet Woes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I know I'm sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuUZwdLlgPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/iBe_fGdHEb4/s1600-h/DSCF0049%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuUZwdLlgPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/iBe_fGdHEb4/s400/DSCF0049%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396748048731046130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I ate 3 of the above, a lemon poppy seed muffin, a white chocolate macadamia nut cookie and a slice of cake.  I'm sick...and you know what that means!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANOTHER DIET!  My last? Doubt it.  My last for the year even? Ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be trying to "eat clean" for the rest of the year.  Except for Christmas parties.  This starts on November 1, 2009.  I will be buying a scale to keep on track! (I know, that evil, devil like contraption).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make better food choices.  I want to journal daily about my progress and weigh in weekly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;P.S.  bless &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Price Smart&lt;/span&gt; for the cool deco on the cupcake but really, you know they are just going in the garbage.  and the coffin...might as well say Rest In Peace Michelle C. Williams if I don't get my diet together...and I'm off to eat No. 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4967769481716175494?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4967769481716175494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4967769481716175494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4967769481716175494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4967769481716175494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-know-im-sick.html' title='I know I&apos;m sick'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuUZwdLlgPI/AAAAAAAAAjY/iBe_fGdHEb4/s72-c/DSCF0049%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3986432055475923706</id><published>2009-10-24T02:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:31:58.844-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Being Fat I&apos;ve Realized...'/><title type='text'>The Evidence is in the Calves...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuKfLq7hAzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9Ag48lJlKWs/s1600-h/calves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuKfLq7hAzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9Ag48lJlKWs/s400/calves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396050326394569522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So for the past year I have been noticing a few truths about losing a large amount of weight (20% or more of total weight).  One thing is how flabby arms are almost unavoidable.  We might as well just get used to them and pray that they look presentable because it seems like only 10% of us will have Angela Bassett arms after weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other thing is that the calf doesn't shrink proportionately.  I look at all the female winners of The Biggest Loser and while they have shrank down to a sliver of what they used to be there calves are still huge.  Me too.  I've been bit by the big calf bug too.  My thighs have gone down almost 5 inches while my calves have only gone from 17 to 15 inches.  I'm not impressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily even though look big still, because I have lost over 40lbs I am sure that no one notices that I still have problems fitting into knee high boots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3986432055475923706?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3986432055475923706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3986432055475923706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3986432055475923706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3986432055475923706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/evidence-is-in-calves.html' title='The Evidence is in the Calves...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SuKfLq7hAzI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/9Ag48lJlKWs/s72-c/calves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3929135387993415119</id><published>2009-10-19T12:57:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:21:56.158-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::Did You Lose Weight?::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/StygLBl0zcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cqQYxS9O0j4/s1600-h/alibiggestloser.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/StygLBl0zcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cqQYxS9O0j4/s400/alibiggestloser.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394362564949102018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I knew from earlier this year that running was the best keep secret in losing weight.  I also knew that because it was probably the most difficult form of exercise for someone who was not fit, that most people trying to lose weight wouldn't pick it up to help their efforts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started running consistently again since the beginning of this month and I've notices the difference.  Yes, the Buddha belly and turkey arms are still there but my stomach is looking fit! Any my face is looking slim.  I figure if I keep this up until the end of the month, and don't over eat too much, I will be at 149 by my 2-7 b-day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy that I'm at this point in my journey.  Where I can enjoy food and still look good!  Where I appreciate putting in a 30 minute run into my day.  It's a great point.  I wish more of my bigger friends were at this point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have my last 10 to go but I'm taking my time.  1lb a week is good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: the title of this post is one of the things that big people like the most.  For more things read &lt;a href="http://thedashingfellows.com/stuff-fat-people-like/5401"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;There’s Stuff White People Like, Stuff Educated Black People Like, and so many more.  This list is nowhere close to the over 100 “stuff” listed on SWPL but it features some key thing that my fellow fatties and I have grown to appreciate.  What better way is there to kick off the Thanksgiving weekend than with this list? Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;-the following are in no particular order&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;New Restaurants&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;When I first moved to B.C. I was amazed at the number of American restaurant chains that were here.  Red Robins, Papa John’s and IHOP just to name a few.  I felt like a kid in a candy shop (no pun intended).  New places give us an excuse to eat out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Distractions at the Gym&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;iPods, Magazines, hotties lifting weights, funny workout partners: all are acceptable forms of passing time while cursing the invention of the elliptical&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fatter Friends&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A fatter friend makes us look small by default.  Just like an ugly friend can make one look hotter.  It’s sad but true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Value Meals/Fastfood Coupons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Any excuses to stop off at McDonald’s/BK etc. are welcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Convenience&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;aka. not having to go the extra mile.  Literally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Self explanatory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert Shops&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Remember when Demetri’s started opening up everywhere?  Or the first speciality cupcakes shop (now there are tons)?  What about Marble Slab?  Oh, the joy that was brought into our lives because we no longer only had Baskin Robbins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Skinny Friends with “Big” Appetites&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Truly, we like anyone who loves food like us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Being Told We’ve Lost Weight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nothing like being told that we look smaller to give us confirmation that our diet of Big Macs and Cinnabons is working.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shoes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;No matter how much we gain they’ll always fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3929135387993415119?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3929135387993415119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3929135387993415119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3929135387993415119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3929135387993415119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/did-you-lose-weight.html' title='..::Did You Lose Weight?::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/StygLBl0zcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/cqQYxS9O0j4/s72-c/alibiggestloser.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7111522123334399123</id><published>2009-10-14T09:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:19:31.150-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Review'/><title type='text'>..::Diet Books::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Staiy7GdY2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/DMPgoEPqWVM/s1600-h/valerie-bertinelli-book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Staiy7GdY2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/DMPgoEPqWVM/s400/valerie-bertinelli-book.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392676599564690274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I can't say that I didn't make it this far without taking a look at a few diet books in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most recently I have used&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Jillian Michael's Making the Cut&lt;/span&gt;.  A book for losing your last 15-20lbs.  Quickly I will list the pros and cons&lt;br /&gt;Pro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;very detailed- includes diet and workouts&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;helped me lose 9lbs in the 30 days&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;is only a 30 day plan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;workouts are short&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Cons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;big azz book&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;too big to be bringing around to the do the workouts (even though I did)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;not enough cardio (she recommends we add it on ourselves though)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall Making the Cut is a good book. It follows through on it's promises.  I didn't follow the diet plan (at all-ate out and fast food twice a week) but I still got results and now, 2 weeks since I ended, I am still &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cut&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eat Clean Diet &lt;/span&gt;book.  It's small and full with bright colour pictures but I haven't really used it.  I will do that start that in November.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently finished reading &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Such a Pretty Fat&lt;/span&gt;.  Jen Lancaster is a funny writer.  Her sarcasm reminds me of my friends but honestly, almost 400 pages and all she did was lose 40lbs? (she started at a size 24 or something).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gets props from me for losing even a pound.  I was just disappointed that it took her over 200 pages to get started.  I could only take the wittiness for so long.  Along with that, the fact that she never mentioned what she started at cheesed me too.  I mean, I was reading the book because it might be a success story.  Something that might inspire me.  My overall impression is that procrastination and excuse making is all that fat people are good for.  Myself included.  I mean, I've been trying to lose my last 10lbs for over 6 months now.  I need to get it together.  I don't want to do Weight Watchers or Jenny Craig and because I'm saving for an Audi, I can't start boxing classes.  But I need to get it together, just like Jenny did.  So I guess, even though I don't know what she started at, she did inspire me a bit.  To not be how she was in the begining of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7111522123334399123?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7111522123334399123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7111522123334399123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7111522123334399123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7111522123334399123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/diet-books.html' title='..::Diet Books::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Staiy7GdY2I/AAAAAAAAAjA/DMPgoEPqWVM/s72-c/valerie-bertinelli-book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8166457169051067312</id><published>2009-10-08T18:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:32:04.725-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='To Do List'/><title type='text'>..::the new me::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ss5wvTvKBSI/AAAAAAAAAiw/u2BuxPwn5GY/s1600-h/6a00fae8e89bc1000b0100a8050b38000e-500pi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ss5wvTvKBSI/AAAAAAAAAiw/u2BuxPwn5GY/s400/6a00fae8e89bc1000b0100a8050b38000e-500pi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390369762063287586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are a few things I want to do...I think this blog is where I should begin to list them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get friends who are living how I want to live&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Set Goals quarterly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work on query letters (yeah, I wrote a book too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spend two hours a week working on PDE (personal development exercises)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have devotion/meditate ever day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create a plan for an urban social network in Vancouver- with meet ups every weekend in the summer of 2010&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Budget concisely and effectively (refer to blueprints)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The list will grow.  And in relation to one of my &lt;a href="http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-gonna-make-this-quick.html"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;, I am finally writing Stuff Fat People Like.  I will post a link to it because I'm doing it for www.thedashingfellows.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This website should be shifting to better reflect the new me.  I need to stop the perma-dieting!  One friend said that since February I've been on like 10 diets.  Even worse, last weekend my friend made the straight-faced comment that he just assumes I'm always on a diet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, I don't wanna be like Jen Lancaster, author of the funny &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Such a Pretty Fat&lt;/span&gt;, who talks and talks but is still over 275lbs (just guessing because over 200 pages into the book she hasn't dropped the exact damage).  The more I talk the more people realize my imperfections and my weight.  I need to snap this thing and move from talking about the negative (my gut is so big, my hips ugh etc.) to the positive (boxing has given me ripped abs, I've lost over 40lbs and have kept it off etc.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 154 right now!  That's great.  And with my current progress I should be 149 by October 31.   And then at 144 by December 1.  Slow and steady does it.  Even if it doesn't I'm in the safe zone (under 160 in shoes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8166457169051067312?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8166457169051067312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8166457169051067312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8166457169051067312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8166457169051067312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/new-me.html' title='..::the new me::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ss5wvTvKBSI/AAAAAAAAAiw/u2BuxPwn5GY/s72-c/6a00fae8e89bc1000b0100a8050b38000e-500pi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5544729220748416120</id><published>2009-10-03T22:33:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T22:53:38.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>has anyone ever lost weight eating pizza and big macs everyday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsgNrkkQynI/AAAAAAAAAio/tajl89YwCT0/s1600-h/j+lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 355px; height: 355px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsgNrkkQynI/AAAAAAAAAio/tajl89YwCT0/s400/j+lo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388571996350106226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my date of post must be on E.S.T. because the date says September 30 when I was writing it late on the 29th, west coast time.  I am mentioning this because on the 30th, my last day, I didn't do my last JM workout.  Instead I did the following;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a big mac with large fries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a fat burger strawberry shake and chilli cheese fries&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a gourmet cookie from George on Denman Street&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a carrot cake with icing from the same place&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ball park, that was probably 3000 calories alone, on a day when I didn't work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...that's not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My curiosity of how many calories I do consume on that day lead me to find out how many calories were in my meal from Red Robins that I had on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guacamole bacon burger and 3 baskets of fries totals 2461 according to the website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So twice in less than a week I had days where I consumed more than 3000 calories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of it all...I weighed in at 158 in my clothes...minus the standard tare for shoes and clothes and I presume I'm at 154!  One pound lighter than I was go for and only 2.2 above the smallest I was (last seen May 17th ish this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I just ingested 1/2 a pizza and a gourmet cookie...I've still had less than 1500 for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back to running for this month and might do some JM in November.  I need to alternated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be taking boxing in January.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M HAPPY TO BE BACK IN THE 150'S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;p.s. I can't remember if I used the above picture before, but it inspires me to continue to be in the best shape of my life...WHAT A FEELING! my measurements are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;37-28.5-41.5&lt;/span&gt; and my thighs went from 24.5 to 22.75"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5544729220748416120?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5544729220748416120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5544729220748416120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5544729220748416120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5544729220748416120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/10/has-anyone-ever-lost-weight-eating.html' title='has anyone ever lost weight eating pizza and big macs everyday?'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsgNrkkQynI/AAAAAAAAAio/tajl89YwCT0/s72-c/j+lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6516346232204382504</id><published>2009-09-30T00:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T01:44:42.788-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::OnE mOrE dAy::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsLwQB8fm-I/AAAAAAAAAig/4EHucD0RVbE/s1600-h/janet+jackson+age+41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 383px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsLwQB8fm-I/AAAAAAAAAig/4EHucD0RVbE/s400/janet+jackson+age+41.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387132262479272930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 weeks since I said I won't step on the &lt;a href="http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-good-darn-thing-that-i-have-no.html"&gt;scale&lt;/a&gt;....I said fire and brimstone if i stepped on it before the end of the month and I stuck to it!  The scary thing is that I feel fit but I wouldn't be surprised if I didn't see 152 or even the 155 I want to at least see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment of truth is in less than 48 hours.  I will be having a big mac meal before then!  Oh well.  This is the way I live; eat-workout-eat-work it out. C'est la vie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6516346232204382504?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6516346232204382504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6516346232204382504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6516346232204382504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6516346232204382504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-more-day.html' title='..::OnE mOrE dAy::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SsLwQB8fm-I/AAAAAAAAAig/4EHucD0RVbE/s72-c/janet+jackson+age+41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5485723114966604240</id><published>2009-09-22T14:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T02:00:12.129-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I had a slim day...</title><content type='html'>3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday was my one year anniversary of being in Vancouver.  I celebrated with a Big Mac combo.  Still stayed under my calories for the day.  I even bought 2 apple pies for 1.39 and one of them is still in the fridge.  The old me would have killed that by now!  But I'm trying to balance out the fact that I had pizza and ice cream cake (free from my p/t job) on Saturday, rotisserie chicken and chicken pot pie on Sunday and yam fries and a white chocolate brownie from Moxi's and catered food (cookies, breads, cakes etc.) from work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's way too much and I can see the fat look coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just over a week before my weigh in after 30 days on the JM plan.  Although my eating hasn't been good, my work outs have been and I'm proud that I've made it 22 days strong thus far.  8 more days and 5 more JM workouts to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5485723114966604240?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5485723114966604240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5485723114966604240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5485723114966604240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5485723114966604240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-had-slim-day.html' title='I had a slim day...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8833228002082603336</id><published>2009-09-15T01:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T02:11:01.443-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>why does everyone want to make me fat?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq8v5VaCOYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Bnb2wyxPugU/s1600-h/dominos-pizza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 396px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq8v5VaCOYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Bnb2wyxPugU/s400/dominos-pizza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381572741776423298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had some free domino's...3 slices, 2 cans of soda....and countless hersey nuggets....&lt;br /&gt;it's a damn conspiracy I say!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a weight revelation because of this.  I'm just going to try to get to 155 again...the 140's can come when they come...lol...I can't give up this food, glorious, food (watch ice age 2 for the song)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8833228002082603336?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8833228002082603336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8833228002082603336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8833228002082603336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8833228002082603336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-does-everyone-want-to-make-me-fat.html' title='why does everyone want to make me fat?!?!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq8v5VaCOYI/AAAAAAAAAiY/Bnb2wyxPugU/s72-c/dominos-pizza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6975411200512007456</id><published>2009-09-13T14:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:32:23.553-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>We all need to get us some "Scale B Gone"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq2c7QqDvDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2HLUwvMgawg/s1600-h/100_1293.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq2c7QqDvDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2HLUwvMgawg/s400/100_1293.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381129671675198514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have been scale free for almost a week.  I have to resist the temptation because if I do go on and see something I don't want to see who knows what I'm going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days on the JM workout plan has me looking fit but the difference in my clothes is minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a girl to do?  I have to focus on a fitness goal and never mind the numbers because they will drive me crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might even fore go weighing in on the 1st and just stick it out until October 31 (my 27th b-day).  On that day two years ago I was almost 200lbs!  It was my most saddest birthdays every.  I hung out with my family and enjoyed going to Dave &amp;amp; Busters and all around Toronto but when I looked in the mirror (or thought about what was in the mirror) I didn't like what I saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was fat, single and jobless.  I had never been in such a bad state before and it was depressing enough for me to cry.  On my quarter century celebration!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thank God for his grace because the following year things had changed.  I moved across the country, I was a published writer and I was 30lbs lighter.  And this year even more has changed....I am now 40lbs lighter from that point (hoping to make it 50lbs by that day).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October 31, 2009 will be my official move from being in my mid-twenties to late-twenties (kinda yuck).  But with knowing that I'm older comes celebration of all the victories I have had.  Not everyone can live on their own in a different country, lose 40lbs and keep it off and be liked by ever new person they meet.  The favour of God is definitely upon me.  And because of that I know that this weight will come off and I will accomplish my fitness goals once and for all! the when is the real question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6975411200512007456?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6975411200512007456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6975411200512007456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6975411200512007456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6975411200512007456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-all-need-to-get-us-some-scale-b-gone.html' title='We all need to get us some &quot;Scale B Gone&quot;'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sq2c7QqDvDI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/2HLUwvMgawg/s72-c/100_1293.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7635547328278369906</id><published>2009-09-08T00:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:34:27.577-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>It's a good darn thing that I have no followers...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqXrmwxPGjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/XqybKuFgVkQ/s1600-h/bulimia_ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqXrmwxPGjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/XqybKuFgVkQ/s400/bulimia_ad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378964381122894386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;'cause I'm not worthy...right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the most unproductive day ever today.  I mean I have books to read, things to write and people to see.  But today for some reason the most I got done before 6pm was making a fry baloney sandwich--not a good look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was sad.  I don't get why I did it either.  When I finally got up I went to the Y though.  Sad thing is I forgot my shorts.  So there went the work out but I did swim for 30 minutes and did 11 minutes in the steam room and 4 in the sauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Event-less sounding I know.  But here's the kicker...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I weighed in at 163.6 today&lt;/span&gt;. Practically butt naked.  I don't care if I'm on my period, just ate a pack of cupcakes or not.  THAT IS PURELY UNACCEPTABLE.  I mean I look great to me.  The stomach is looking fit, dare I say I have the silhouette of a six pack?  But yet the number hasn't gone down it has gone up. Even if I was 8 months pregnant that's not right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did I do, even after my friend was like you have a trip in a month to get ready for?  I got a big mac combo.  I had a coupon.  It came up to $4.71.  I ate in under 4 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the scale.  Forget what I've said in the past.  This is it.  I will not weigh in until after I finish 30 days of the plan I'm on to see what doing JM workouts for a month does for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE REAL REASON I BLOGGED TONIGHT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't come on to put myself on blast.  I came on because as I was getting ready to leave McDevil's I saw a women; 30ish, chubby, size 16, 5 '2.  She was in work out gear; capri running pants, fitted zipped jacket.  All I could think was even though I was more "fit" than her. We were the same person.  She got nuggets I believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it about this weight thing that makes it so difficult to not circum to McDonald's at 9 at night?  &lt;a href="http://www.jasmynecannick.com/blog/?p=4538"&gt;Jasmyne Cannick&lt;/a&gt; talks about her drive thru addiction even after losing 85lbs.  This ish is serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy with my workout, and besides group outings, and today's indiscretion, I really don't eat out or bad.  So why is the scale not reflecting that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOW BACK TO MY RANT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mother pluck the scale!&lt;/span&gt; For real! Fire and brimstone if I step on that mug before October 1 and if I hit it up more than once a month for the rest of the year.  I don't have one in the house for this reason.  I mean, I have a measuring tape, and if I'm serious about my goal being getting ripped then what the heck do I need that damn electrical contraption for?  So it can laugh at my dedication to working out by spiting out such absurd numbers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've been constantly in the 160's for so long now...since late-August.  usually it's for a day or two...not after two weeks of working out.  Life was so much better before I step on the scale again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7635547328278369906?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7635547328278369906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7635547328278369906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7635547328278369906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7635547328278369906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-good-darn-thing-that-i-have-no.html' title='It&apos;s a good darn thing that I have no followers...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqXrmwxPGjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/XqybKuFgVkQ/s72-c/bulimia_ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8800131208596089197</id><published>2009-09-06T13:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:32:03.586-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>The JM Workout Plan</title><content type='html'>I heard that Jillian Michaels' DVD's are the truth. And since starting back with her workout in Making the Cut, I am considering copping them to stay in shape. Doing 3 days of her workouts have my body looking "cut". No lie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 24 for days of this to go! I might way in tomorrow to see what the first 7 days of the plan did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mind you this isn't like how I did it in January. This time is very laxed. I eat out one a week and I'm allowed to eat a treat like cookies (only 200cals though).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe the results after one week won't be that great.  We'll see!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8800131208596089197?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8800131208596089197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8800131208596089197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8800131208596089197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8800131208596089197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/jm-workout-plan.html' title='The JM Workout Plan'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3054800063878193978</id><published>2009-09-03T22:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:48:31.356-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magazine'/><title type='text'>..::I need to make this quick::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqB_wIRzvYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8w0_c3GUNwE/s1600-h/lauren.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqB_wIRzvYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8w0_c3GUNwE/s400/lauren.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377438419912998274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;about a month ago I told my friend that I was in the market to change my workout plan from everyday to only 4 times a week.  I need to do other things right now: focus on my career, fellowship and socialize etc.  It was looking hard to fit in 1hr everyday in workout time not including the prep time before and the clean up time after. The whole thing could take 1.5-2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot I know.  But dedicating that time everyday was getting tedious.  I am writing this now as I am planning to hit the treadmill for a good run.  I wish I truly understood my obsession with weight as much as I thought I did.  My number one fear is that cutting back on the workouts will lead to weight gain.  Is my social life worth it? Do I really need that time to work on my goals?  Isn't staying under 155 and getting to 145 my ultimate goal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the questions.  Well, this month I started Jillian Michael's &lt;a href="http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-it-2009-is-my-time.html"&gt;Making the Cut&lt;/a&gt; again and I realize that to make the cut I only have to work out 5 times a week.  Yeah, I have to hit the gym hard but that frees up two days where I can do my own thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I'm now.  Also I want to look into picking up a team activity to keep me fit (most likely indoor soccer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I'm featured in September's issue of SHAPE Magazine for losing 45lbs in total.  My before picture wasn't that stellar and wasn't as bad as the one I put up &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYooG_oBQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P-mPc6x-QMQ/s1600-h/n666500534_695001_283.jpg"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; but what evs.  It feels nice to be an ins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3054800063878193978?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3054800063878193978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3054800063878193978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3054800063878193978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3054800063878193978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-need-to-make-this-quick.html' title='..::I need to make this quick::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SqB_wIRzvYI/AAAAAAAAAhw/8w0_c3GUNwE/s72-c/lauren.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2698413976112615974</id><published>2009-08-27T15:26:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T15:52:15.649-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>i'm going for the gaunt look!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SpbjyWc0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/a8Frf6FEuyc/s1600-h/compositor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374733659472675682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 179px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SpbjyWc0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/a8Frf6FEuyc/s400/compositor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a day short of 6 weeks to get beach ready (again). This time it's Miami Beach. This will be the last trip in my world tour this year which took me to England, Jamaica and back to Toronto. I am looking forward to this event! It is also the last event I have to motivate me to get to 144. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not impressed at the amount of times I kept pulling up just shy of my goal. I realized a few things this year though:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My eating habits not my lack of exercise is what causes me to go up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get away with the odd cheat here and there but a week of cheating catches up with me a week later (some type of delayed effect)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not eating out and working out everyday is able to take off any fluff weight I put on in a short time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;for a 8-10lb gain of fluff weight (ie. came on within 2 weeks) only 7-10 days of doing the above is necessary...I can lose the fluff weight in half the time it took to put it on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are a lot more things that I've learned this year. I have realized what it takes to stay under 165 for year! and how not to go back up significantly. Shout outs to Jasmyne Cannick for showing a sister that being a statistic and putting back on the weight isn't enevitable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been in the 150's since January. 156 has been the smallest I've been since May but I want to get back to 152 during the first week of September and get rid of my last 8lbs before Miami (October 7).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I put the following in my mirror: Eat Right. Work Hard. Sacrifice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what this thing comes down to. We go up and we go down but when I'm 144 you best believe that I'm not going back up to even 159- to 155 maybe, but no higher. That's why I want to get smaller...to have some breathing room....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2698413976112615974?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2698413976112615974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2698413976112615974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2698413976112615974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2698413976112615974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-for-gaunt-look.html' title='i&apos;m going for the gaunt look!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SpbjyWc0Q2I/AAAAAAAAAhg/a8Frf6FEuyc/s72-c/compositor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8533407988307506769</id><published>2009-08-21T13:16:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:09:28.428-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>.::I tidied up my point of view...i GOT a NEW attitude::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/So8-pN2uFzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oT4OhBDaU94/s1600-h/100_1390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372581758291023666" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 230px; height: 315px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/So8-pN2uFzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oT4OhBDaU94/s400/100_1390.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ohh-ohh, ohh-ohh, ohh...I GOT A NEW ATTITUDE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm back in Vancouver and I'm unpacking from a week in Ontario. I was 156 when I got there and despite a wedding and numerous dining out excursions, I am the same. Not bad. Some even said I looked smaller than I did in May when I saw them. Either way, I am just grateful that in the 10 wks since they last saw me I didn't gain weight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The bridesmaid's dress that had a l'il bit of room in it in May was snug and when I took it off at the end of the night the zipper had busted (I found out that it happened another bridesmaid too, who's a lightweight, so it wasn't a fat thing).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My skin looked great and I managed to do my hair in a cute messy side bun with a sweep and stuck some baby breaths in there. It was the last wedding I am in this year and was a great success! It was fun times with great people...even if the 38C weather on the big day made me wanna throw up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving on to the reason for the title of this post. I realized that I am a fit girl now! I am about to start the journey of losing my last 10 pounds. In January it was all about losing my last 20 and I pulled up after 12lbs and 2 inches all over. Starting on September 1st it will be about seeing that 144 on the scale! I can taste it. And I will be following a little of Jillian Michael's books and the Eat Clean Diet. I will not be traveling for a whole 7 weeks so that should be enough time to get back into my routine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I got 725 shoes I got from Walmart this week...they were $27...they look exactly like the $149US purple suede peep toe ankle boots by Steve Madden (2) in the upper right corner of this picture below! I'm just saying!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372581246785767298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 364px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/So8-LcWXR4I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/Nw9iaObFuWE/s400/cheapbooties.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8533407988307506769?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8533407988307506769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8533407988307506769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8533407988307506769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8533407988307506769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-tidied-up-my-point-of-viewi-got-new.html' title='.::I tidied up my point of view...i GOT a NEW attitude::.'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/So8-pN2uFzI/AAAAAAAAAhY/oT4OhBDaU94/s72-c/100_1390.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-97736600017205082</id><published>2009-08-08T16:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T16:55:16.508-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>.::Welcome back, Buddha Belly</title><content type='html'>Well, well, well...So I'm not in the 160's anymore.  I'm 158 .  I should be able to end this month at 154 and then commence my "I have to look hot in Miami" workout plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And while it seems that losing 4lbs in 3 days is a great thing, having a 5 month pregnant belly is not.  I'm done with crunches though...gonna use interval training to smooth it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My next update should be after next weekend, the 3rd wedding that I'm in this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-97736600017205082?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/97736600017205082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=97736600017205082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/97736600017205082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/97736600017205082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/welcome-back-buddha-belly.html' title='.::Welcome back, Buddha Belly'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4536152175154590707</id><published>2009-08-03T20:53:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:16:31.816-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>.::Is that you Fatty McFatAss</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I never wanted to see 160 again but I did on Saturday August 1st. I saw 161 to be exact. (shaking my head)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now 161 is not the 163.2 I saw after coming back from Jamaica, but this number comes after over 2 weeks of being home and working out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have eaten a lot of junk though, late night too (yam fries, cakes, burgers etc.). I truly thought (besides the look of my gut) things were balancing out. WRONG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What makes it worse is that I decided to go to Costco and buy a bag of tortillas and a keg of guacamole. One of the the tubs is done and more that half the bag of chips finished since yesterday. I can see this being the start of a downward spiral...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good thing is that I haven't eaten out since Friday. I'm hoping to keep this up, minus coffee dates, until September at least. I have a lot to accomplish and I need to remember that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to stay 155 or under at all times and that means sacrifices. I need to measure my food intake. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So instead of starting on the perfect note of August 1, I will start drastically monitoring my intake tomorrow. My gut is so ew right now! I CAN'T GO UP. I WON'T GO UP...NOT EVEN TO THE 165 I was at the end of last year. HECK NO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need inspiration. I have a friend who is going good right now but I need more than that...hm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365977548142228898" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 355px; height: 355px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SnfIJl29NaI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qvM-UsM15LY/s400/j+lo.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;J-LO...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have &lt;strong&gt;10 days to whip my booty&lt;/strong&gt; and the remainder of August to get back to 152 or so. I CAN AND WILL DO THIS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I HAVE TO EAT RIGHT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORK HARD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND MAKE SACRIFICES...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more cake at church. no more dinners late night. no more eating after 7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will not be Kirstie or Oprah. I ain't going back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I WILL BE 145 BY OCT 1...AND BE THAT WEIGHT IN MIAMI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Update September 6, 2009:  apparently guacamole is good for weight loss??? read it somewhere and I did get down to 157 even with eating the stuff so I guess it's not that bad even though it has an alarming amount of calories per tablespoon (all from good fats).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4536152175154590707?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4536152175154590707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4536152175154590707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4536152175154590707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4536152175154590707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-that-you-fatty-mcfatass.html' title='.::Is that you Fatty McFatAss'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SnfIJl29NaI/AAAAAAAAAgg/qvM-UsM15LY/s72-c/j+lo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5650343376206294264</id><published>2009-07-29T11:34:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T12:09:56.581-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>So celebs talk about it too</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SnB0TKP3OTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KYkmjuID2Gw/s1600-h/100_1081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363915028715485490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SnB0TKP3OTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KYkmjuID2Gw/s400/100_1081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Being off has given me time to catch up on some daytime television... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Y&amp;amp;R is at the top of my catch up list but I've also taken to watching the cosby show, the wendy williams show, magnum p.i., the rockford files, maury and oprah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't watched Oprah all year. She's in reruns now but it's all new to me! Especially her fat shows. Last week it was Star Jones. It was great because I really think Star is cool people. Yeah she may have married a gay dude and was fired from the view, but she's still a very accomplished woman and that inspires me. The best thing from that show was when she said she still wakes up 307lbs some days. I know exactly what she's talking about. I'm sure others who have changed body types can agree that losing weight in your body doesn't mean you've lost the feelings you used to have. She's lost a whole person and still doesn't feel satisfied sometimes. I've lost over 40 and I still act and feel like fat me sometimes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This weeks fat show featured Kirstie Alley. (shaking my head). She was really doing her thing on Jenny Craig and now she's fallen off horrible. The whack part about her interview was when she said she found the formula and has lost 20lbs in the past 5 weeks. Get the heck outta here! Even Oprah had to call her out on her BS. There is no formula and any punk whose done a diet in their life would know that! Ugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I do give her props though for being honest about the fact that She introduced success story, Valerie Bertinelli to Jenny and now home girl is wearing a bikini on the cover of People. Ouch. Even when Oprah was like "you know you shouldn't compare your body to others," Kirstie was like yes you should! lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The best part about that interview was when Oprah was like "can you believe that we are still talking about this." Any fatty (former or otherwise) knows what she meant. I mean me and my girl NG go on and on about how we are sick about talking about our next diet, meal plan etc. And Oprah feels our sentiments. It sucks but this thing is our lives. We will always be talking about it especially if we don't want to go back up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm learning from Oprah and even Kirstie because I AM NOT GOING BACK UP...i got too many outfits and people to prove wrong to even entertain the idea of seeing 160 plus anything on the scale. Not even pregnancy should bring me back up there! Oprah was talking about giving yourself 5lbs but I've done that before and that quickly turns to 15lbs and in my case 50lbs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I know I will do it too because I have two cousins who have successfully lost their baby fat and never put it back...one of them even had a baby and was back in shape within 2 weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Exercise is a part of my life forever and so is making good food choices!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5650343376206294264?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5650343376206294264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5650343376206294264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5650343376206294264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5650343376206294264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/so-celebs-talk-about-it-too.html' title='So celebs talk about it too'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SnB0TKP3OTI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/KYkmjuID2Gw/s72-c/100_1081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6671132180860563977</id><published>2009-07-16T21:24:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:48:06.666-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>there is NO formula to this thing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_lLc7IulI/AAAAAAAAAgA/LTulCns2lQg/s1600-h/100_1223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359254066499730002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_lLc7IulI/AAAAAAAAAgA/LTulCns2lQg/s400/100_1223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So I'm back from an almost 3 week vacation in England. The damage from not working out and eating whatever whenever? 3lbs. No lie. Mind you the 1 week I spent in Jamaica made me gain like 10lbs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What I've learned from this is that there is no formula to this weight thing. I'd love to say that I ate less than I did on the resort in Jamaica (I probably did) but this vacation was longer. The only difference I see now is that while the scale still has me in the 150's (159 to be exact) I'm really flabby. Maybe the lack of a real change on the scale was because I lost muscle mass. Is that possible? My arms are atrocious and my gut...oh my gut. My skin though is glowing....I went makeup less for most of my trip! Besides the tetracycline that my doctor put me on, I think the over saturation of fruits into my diet this summer have been a great help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what's &lt;strong&gt;my plan&lt;/strong&gt; now you ask? Simple. Although I have been invited to a half a dozen more weddings this year I will only being going to two. I am in one of them and the other is in Miami. I have already been fitted for the wedding I'm in &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(btw, prayer works because I fit into the bridesmaid dress for the wedding I was in London...I mean I gave them measurements that were 1.5 inches smaller than me so I thank God that He heard my cries!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and for the miami wedding I might wear a dress I have already so there is no pressure to "make the cut". But, I still want to look good. I AM NOT GOING BACK to what I used to be and if I have do extreme health kicks for a month after a week or two of over indulging forever...so be it! the purge I start on monday will be my third since April....Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't seen 151.8 since May so I am trying to get to 149 after this purge which, minus the wedding and stagette in August, should last until October. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But after 3 weeks I expect to see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;37-28.5-41 again&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;eventually my arms and shoulders will be ripped as well as my waist/gut flat&lt;/strong&gt;. The eventually part might take sometime. As long as it's before my 27th birthday (end of October). It's fine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And the journey continues!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Stats:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Start Weight: 195lbs 39-37-45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Weight: 159lbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Lowest Weight: 151lbs 37-28.5-40.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S. I ate a bag of sun chips (240g at 240cals per 50g that's way over 1200cals) and a pack of mentos today...I can't stop eating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.P.S Why are BCBG dresses so hot!?!?!? And why am I a size 8 everywhere else but a 10 there?  Just a question!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6671132180860563977?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6671132180860563977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6671132180860563977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6671132180860563977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6671132180860563977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/07/there-is-no-formula-to-this-thing.html' title='there is NO formula to this thing...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_lLc7IulI/AAAAAAAAAgA/LTulCns2lQg/s72-c/100_1223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1877295417270704583</id><published>2009-06-27T01:38:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T20:24:14.529-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>THE BIGGEST SHOCK EVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;not tupac, biggie, aaliyah or even luther's death shocked me so much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if i thought about it, i would have seen it coming. instead i chose to ignore the signs and listen to his classic hits (PYT, blame it on the boogie...) on my ipod as i worked out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, 24 hours later and 48 hours before i leave for england i sit in a state of shock. black michael, white michael, young michael, old michael...it doesn't matter. HE WAS THE BEST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you, Jesus for blessing the world with this awesome human being.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to those who knew him from when he was the oh so cute boy in the jackson 5-the motown crew- my heart goes out to them. while his mentor James Brown died before this day, all of those who michael admired are still here, diana ross, elizabeth taylor, berry gordy, quincy jones, smokie robinson...even his parents and all his siblings are still here...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm probably going to cry it out at the funeral....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;below is a pic of the swexy Michael Jackson at his best...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351881726486685522" style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SkW0EyMkp1I/AAAAAAAAAf4/r6k1CzABU1E/s400/thriller-michael-jackson.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1877295417270704583?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1877295417270704583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1877295417270704583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1877295417270704583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1877295417270704583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/biggest-shock-ever.html' title='THE BIGGEST SHOCK EVER'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SkW0EyMkp1I/AAAAAAAAAf4/r6k1CzABU1E/s72-c/thriller-michael-jackson.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-147125583760200829</id><published>2009-06-24T00:33:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:07:20.255-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RANTS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini Updates'/><title type='text'>They Think I Just Woke Up Like This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_qcuzatsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Rr1QkZoKw0k/s1600-h/100_1297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359259860915107522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_qcuzatsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Rr1QkZoKw0k/s400/100_1297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am always just 2 big macs away from being in the 190's again....Everyday is a struggle for the girl formerly known at 194 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;This body and it's current size weren't just handed to me. I put on for my body!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The sacrifices, the struggles and the time that I put into this body and now people want to act like I don't know what it's like to be bigger than you want to be. That's absurd. I have to work overtime to maintain where I'm at now. If I'd just stayed at 180 or so my life would be easy. I'd be the bigger girl-the end. But I had to go into foreign territory and now I have to pay for it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I am still bigger than most of my close friends. I am an 8/9 on a good day at most they are a 4/5. I am an inch or so taller than some but that's no excuse. So now that I've gotten down some I need to stay there and even get smaller and all the haters (aka. ppl who are big and have been want to lose weight for some time) need to understand that when it seems like all I talk about is working out or what I ate. This ish is a part of MY LIFE for LIFE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh for sure, I'm closer now to perfection in the 150's than I was in the 170's but that doesn't mean that I should relax because when I do that that's when things go back to where they were. Hence why I am always just 2 big macs away from being where I was. Because 2 big macs without remorse becomes 2 more and even whole pizza at night and then it's all down hill and I got too many cute size 6 and 8 clothes that I need to always be able to fit in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just had to get that off my chest. Besides small ppl telling me that I don't need to lose weight, people thinking I don't know what it's like want to lose weight is my next biggest piss off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;JUST HAD TO PUT IT OUT THERE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;the picture above is of North Vancouver and those mountains will be seeing me again as I do the Grouse Grind again and again...it ain't easy looking good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-147125583760200829?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/147125583760200829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=147125583760200829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/147125583760200829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/147125583760200829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/they-think-i-just-woke-up-like-this.html' title='They Think I Just Woke Up Like This...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sl_qcuzatsI/AAAAAAAAAgI/Rr1QkZoKw0k/s72-c/100_1297.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8367064745420370315</id><published>2009-06-23T11:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:40:17.776-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::Baby Steps Will Get Me There::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SkEFQueOi2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Fc8UnX9C3Hw/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350563617203719010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SkEFQueOi2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Fc8UnX9C3Hw/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Just had a photoshoot for Shape magazine. I'm not 100% into the photos...the photographer was great...I'm just critical of myself. I saw rolls and flabs! Overall, they looked good but these are photos that are supposed to inspire others. I don't think I was toned as I could have been. I guess over eating in Jamaica was a no no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have no regrets though for my indulgences. I will just learn for the next time which is in less than a week. I have to balance this thing once and for all. I will be flying for 19 hrs...6 of which will be a layover in Denver, Colorado. The airport there (which I have stalked online) has many places for me to eat....I have to eat in moderation....I will pack snacks but I can see myself getting some mickey d's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've come to realize that I am the only one stopping me from reaching my ultimate goal of 144. Last week I was 157 but I was bloated (if you know what I mean) so I assume I was probably 155 and this weekend when I weigh in I expect to see 152 again. Ultimately I want to be under 150 so for now I will take a 148...and I will take the baby steps to get there. I think by time I visit home again...mid-August...I will be there. CAN'T WEIGHT....LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This diet/health plan thing can be annoying, stressing and daunting! I said that come April 1 I would be done and I was for a month or two!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As soon as I see 152 again I going back to not weighing myself....for my mind's sake! I'll use a measuring tape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8367064745420370315?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8367064745420370315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8367064745420370315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8367064745420370315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8367064745420370315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/baby-steps-will-get-me-there.html' title='..::Baby Steps Will Get Me There::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SkEFQueOi2I/AAAAAAAAAfw/Fc8UnX9C3Hw/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-373322242429973031</id><published>2009-06-17T18:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T18:26:39.050-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Why does 157 look smaller than 152?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SjltXf0ee9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nPcJFgGITFU/s1600-h/before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348426282925194194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SjltXf0ee9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nPcJFgGITFU/s400/before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have lost about 6 of the almost 12lbs that I put on while vacationing for two weeks. The thing is I look smaller to me now than I did before I left. Strange.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a photo shoot with Shape Magazine this Friday. I'm supposed to look like 148 and I think I do. I look a heck of a lot better than my before picture that's for sure (above). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This journey has been a great one! Who'da thought that after years of yo-yo dieting and over eating that I would get it together and be the smallest I've ever been. What they say is true, you have to hit rock bottom before you can get to the top.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My mission for the next few days before England (aka. the return to my second home and seeing people who haven't seen me since I was 180) is to lose as many inches as possible. I told my friend that I was 37-27-40 and since she had the dress made to that size I have to be that size... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-373322242429973031?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/373322242429973031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=373322242429973031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/373322242429973031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/373322242429973031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-does-157-look-smaller-than-152.html' title='Why does 157 look smaller than 152?'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SjltXf0ee9I/AAAAAAAAAfo/nPcJFgGITFU/s72-c/before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2884305123710516957</id><published>2009-06-09T00:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:32:19.171-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::99 Cent Big Macs::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Si3liLFWbMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vIjCe3MtmEQ/s1600-h/bigmac.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345180708012190914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Si3liLFWbMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vIjCe3MtmEQ/s400/bigmac.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;TGI for the recession!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The last time I remember a deal this good was in 2002 with 2 Big Macs for $2. This is better than that because I don't feel obligated to buy 2 at a time (and subsequently, eat 2 at a time). Back then I remember having 6 in one day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But that was the "old" me. I wouldn't have made it this far (42lbs deep) if I was still like that. But with that being said, the new me ain't no fool. I know my cravings and sooner than later I will crave a big mac so it's better to splurge when it's economically friendly than when it goes back up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For those of you who are in Vancouver, this deal is being offered exclusively at the new Bidwell and Robson location in downtown . It's a grand re-opening sale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've partaken in 2 since I discovered it last Wednesday. Before I went to Jamaica all British Columbia McDonald's were offering McChickens for 1.99 and I had one. You see, you have to take up these offers because it makes you feel better about your splurge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;However, now that it's out of my system I can concentrate on getting to 144 again. I'm gonna see what kind of results I can achieve in the 3 weeks before I go to England.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW BEGINS MY JOURNEY (2.0) BECAUSE I HAVE REALIZED (AND ADMITTED TO MYSELF) THAT I WON'T BE HAPPY UNTIL I ACHIEVE EXACTLY WHAT I SET OUT FOR OVER A YEAR GO. AND THAT IS TO BE 144.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will post Be 144 everywhere until I am. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2884305123710516957?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2884305123710516957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2884305123710516957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2884305123710516957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2884305123710516957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/99-cent-big-macs.html' title='..::99 Cent Big Macs::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Si3liLFWbMI/AAAAAAAAAfg/vIjCe3MtmEQ/s72-c/bigmac.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2848811546308028120</id><published>2009-06-03T11:17:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T13:34:45.165-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I'M MAKING THIS QUICK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SiazL2iOH6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/8Z_zxlVLtf8/s1600-h/100_0874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343155024120651682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SiazL2iOH6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/8Z_zxlVLtf8/s400/100_0874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I was in Jamaica for a week, an all-inclusive vacation. On the resort my breakfast alone consisted of 2 pancakes and syrup, 6 strips of bacon, 2 muffins, 2 fried eggs and 2 croissants. I over indulged obviously and my other meals were similar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The damage? 8lbs in the week. I know that's fluff weight. If it came on in 8 days, it'll come off in 4. I've worked out this formula before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So now I'm cleansing and getting ready for my trip to England. My friends there haven't seen me since I was at least 30lbs heavier. And to top it off, I will be feature in SHAPE Magazine for their September issue. This feature includes a photoshoot that will take place in hopefully I month. So hopefully I should get back down to 148 by then...lol...I said get "back down" implying that I've seen that number on the scale. I could have been that small during the time I was using the scale. I was 151.8 so that's not that far off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So &lt;strong&gt;3 weeks until SHAPE photoshoot&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;strong&gt;4 Weeks until England&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;10 weeks until I'm back in Toronto&lt;/strong&gt; again for a wedding. Have I mentioned that I live in Vancouver now? Well I've been here for over 8 months and it's been good for my body but not for my skin! I've been breaking out like crazy...I'm starting a new skin regiment and I plan to have beautiful clear skin and be 144 the next time I see my friends and family in Toronto. Even though the dressmaker that made my bridesmaid dress for my friend's wedding told me not to lose anymore weight! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here are some pictures from a great time! All the compliments I received were overwhelming! the drop from 165 to 152 made such a difference...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343155231309604002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SiazX6X6pKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/TTTFoDoAM5Q/s400/100_0928.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343155510670518050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SiazoLEv5yI/AAAAAAAAAfY/w1P2eogPHVI/s400/100_0955.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Coming up:&lt;/span&gt; Attack of the belly fat, Getting runner's legs, and Perfect skin NOW...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2848811546308028120?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2848811546308028120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2848811546308028120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2848811546308028120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2848811546308028120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-making-this-quick.html' title='I&apos;M MAKING THIS QUICK'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SiazL2iOH6I/AAAAAAAAAfI/8Z_zxlVLtf8/s72-c/100_0874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5034784494494076757</id><published>2009-05-11T02:44:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T02:46:08.886-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>DRUM ROLL PLEASE...</title><content type='html'>Last weigh in: March 31 2009 154lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Weigh in: May 21 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5034784494494076757?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5034784494494076757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5034784494494076757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5034784494494076757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5034784494494076757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/05/drum-roll-please.html' title='DRUM ROLL PLEASE...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3685074891477868555</id><published>2009-04-25T23:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:37:11.385-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::In My Mind::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SgJlQddJTkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/jL449HM1AfE/s1600-h/jen+919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332936242219273794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SgJlQddJTkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/jL449HM1AfE/s400/jen+919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm not as small as others see me. I still feel like 165 and not the 152 that I last saw. Oh how the weight game is fickle! My thighs grew from 23" to 25 in the two weeks that I was entertaining a house guest! I know I ate out and over ate everyday, but two inches?!?! Didn't think that was possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;For the past seven days though I've been better, no fast food and eating right before bed. I feel tonnes lighter and the measuring tape is slowly but surely shrinking. Good, cause in two weeks I will be in Jamaica, on a beach and I can't be mistaken for Barney in my purple one-piece from H&amp;amp;M!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The above pic is of me planting a shrub I got on earth day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3685074891477868555?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3685074891477868555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3685074891477868555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3685074891477868555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3685074891477868555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/in-my-mind.html' title='..::In My Mind::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SgJlQddJTkI/AAAAAAAAAfA/jL449HM1AfE/s72-c/jen+919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2949827826862178544</id><published>2009-04-19T00:08:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T00:16:40.408-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::What I Know::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;This weight thing is not about being "slim". It's about obtaining a goal. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sev3AUDN9rI/AAAAAAAAAew/dI3S-5HVOE8/s1600-h/costa+rica.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326622569050011314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sev3AUDN9rI/AAAAAAAAAew/dI3S-5HVOE8/s400/costa+rica.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now I've been eating so bad lately...whole bags of chips, fries, costco poutines, etc. But through it all I've been hitting the gym and notice that my body is still overall 2" smaller than it was at the beginning of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why has losing over 40lbs been so important to me? Because, along with reading the whole bible, it was a goal that I've been chasing since forever. I haven't seen the 150 since around the turn of the century...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So although I don't dwell on losing weight anymore, I do dwell on my achievement to date. I have no desire to weigh in either until I see a decrease in the measurements...maybe just before the first wedding that I'm in, May.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2949827826862178544?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2949827826862178544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2949827826862178544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2949827826862178544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2949827826862178544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-know.html' title='..::What I Know::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sev3AUDN9rI/AAAAAAAAAew/dI3S-5HVOE8/s72-c/costa+rica.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1569333298403194111</id><published>2009-04-13T03:52:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:32:32.971-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::KEEP UP WITH THE NEW ME::..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SeL4k0LVIfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/L2uSLr4wR5Y/s1600-h/ruffles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324091020870492658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SeL4k0LVIfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/L2uSLr4wR5Y/s400/ruffles.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It ain't easy keeping the new me away from the habits the old me had. Case and point: Last night at my weekly field trip to Wal-mart, I bought a bag of Ruffles All Dressed Chips (if you're American, All Dressed is pretty much a cross between BBQ, Sour Cream &amp;amp; Onion and Ketchup flavoured chips...wait y'all don't have ketchup flavour either!). Anywho within 12 minutes of purchase said large bag of chips...they were done! Never even made it on to the train home with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What the heck? No one said the new me can't have treats but a whole bag...I've blocked the size of the bag out of my head but I remember calculated it to be about 1400cals in the bag. Just like that at 10pm on a Saturday night. What made it so bad was that I wasn't hungry. And I was willing to wash it down with a big mac combo (supersize fries of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;If I didn't call my friend I would have ingested closed to 3000cals that night alone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;He urged me to "think it through." He reminded me that I have weddings to look for and that I shouldn't be going overboard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So what did I do today! After chinese for lunch, a latte, a jumbo carrot muffin...I went for a 75 minute run and 25 minute 15% incline power walk (4mph). Burned 1207cal and did 8.55miles (13.75km). So that was a 100 minutes on the treadmill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There's one good thing about when I fall off I really compensate for it! 1207cals! Craaaazy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1569333298403194111?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1569333298403194111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1569333298403194111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1569333298403194111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1569333298403194111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/keep-up-with-new-me.html' title='..::KEEP UP WITH THE NEW ME::..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SeL4k0LVIfI/AAAAAAAAAeo/L2uSLr4wR5Y/s72-c/ruffles.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5848446928070340941</id><published>2009-04-02T01:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:19:13.309-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Never Been'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>NEVER MADE IT TO 150</title><content type='html'>BUT 152 WILL DO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start with my update?  Well after a year of being semi serious I've went from the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a post from April 28&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Fat Stats&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Weight = 194&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;br /&gt;Goal Lbs. = 160Goal #2 = 145Goal Size = 7/8&lt;br /&gt;Current Weight = 172.7 Pounds&lt;br /&gt;Current Size = 11/12-13/14&lt;br /&gt;Weight Loss = 21.3 pounds&lt;br /&gt;Pounds to Go = 12.7Week # = 3 (from 186lbs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Measurements: 37-28.5-41&lt;br /&gt;Size: 6 &amp;amp; 8's 30'&lt;br /&gt;Goal is still 144 but I've reached my goal size (surpassed it!)&lt;br /&gt;WEIGHT: 152&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WEIGHT LOSS: 42LBS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pounds to Go: NONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main goal is to stay under 155 and eventually under 150.  For now I'm doing good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to get working on my tips and my WHAT FAT PEOPLE LIKE column!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt; I tried on a bunch of H&amp;amp;M clothes....all the size 8's fit!  My thighs went from 27 inches (the size of someone waist) to 23!  And my stomach from 37 to 28.5!!!!  Hips from 45 to 41!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a great journey.  Now as I shift into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;maintenance&lt;/span&gt; mode I will no longer be reporting about my weight as much.  I will update when I see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;I've&lt;/span&gt; reached my ultimate goal but other than that I will be shifting from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;fatty's&lt;/span&gt; quest for success in this weight loss thing to a reformed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;fatty's&lt;/span&gt; look on life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to blog on &lt;a href="http://www.yccto.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.yccto.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; but now I think I will link these two sites...somehow! or maybe not at all but they will pretty much have the same content!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5848446928070340941?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5848446928070340941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5848446928070340941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5848446928070340941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5848446928070340941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-made-it-to-150.html' title='NEVER MADE IT TO 150'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5091937604613940356</id><published>2009-03-31T00:58:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T01:07:28.873-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>BRING IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SdGk1euUfCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/sraWdvfgfTw/s1600-h/spa_massage_masthead.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319213873588632610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SdGk1euUfCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/sraWdvfgfTw/s400/spa_massage_masthead.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Weigh-in is on April 1st! I'm not nervous...even though I've been eating really bad lately! People are now saying that I've lost a tonne of weight. That could be because I've been wearing more form fitting clothing. I've lost about 1.5 to 2" all over. Doesn't seem like much to me. My stomach and arms are on my hit list come April 1st. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;April 1st will be a good day! I will see 140 something. Regardless of what I'm eating now! And even more important, I'm getting my much awaited body wrap at noon on the first! After a kick butt workout of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Body Wrap provided by Som Visao, Vancouver-Canada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.somvisao.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.somvisao.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5091937604613940356?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5091937604613940356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5091937604613940356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5091937604613940356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5091937604613940356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/bring-it.html' title='BRING IT!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SdGk1euUfCI/AAAAAAAAAeg/sraWdvfgfTw/s72-c/spa_massage_masthead.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2424156313295290113</id><published>2009-03-20T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T13:23:29.152-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I AIN'T AFRAID OF NO SCALE!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will however avoid it until March 31st!  I will probably go the the Y that morning and do my last official weigh in.  I only need to see under 150.  After this week and my intense running and weight training I think I'm at 149 at least (okay maybe 150.4)  but I'm not ruining this idea by stepping on that scale!  I know I ate some cookies, had a BK combo and DQ ice cream cone but I also ran 60-75 minutes and did weights everyday!  The day I ate the BK combo I calculated that I still burned 1000 more calories than I ate on that day!  Now put in the fact that I've eating a few chewy oatmeal cookies more than I should have on thursday night, I should at least break even this week (151.6) or be below.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now with me not eating more than 1600 calories per day with burning 800 calories per day I should see 144 by April 11th (in 3 weeks).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's basic math.  I'm done the diet thing at month's end so I will just trust this basic formula to bring me to my goal.  Next weigh in is on the 31st and after that April 11th.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After that how my clothes fit will be the judge of how fit I am.  I also feel great that my only problem area is now my stomach.  I don't need abs I just need it to stop hanging over my pants.  That can be taken care of though with consistent core work and a diet change.  I've kicked my 5 slices of bread per day habit (for now) and increased my beans and greens.  I'm still aiming for a 27" waist soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;NOTES:  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I will not substitute my cookie addiction for canned fruits! Like pineapples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Found a new site and it's Canadian &lt;a href="http://www.tinytrim.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.tinytrim.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2424156313295290113?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2424156313295290113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2424156313295290113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2424156313295290113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2424156313295290113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-aint-afraid-of-no-scale.html' title='I AIN&apos;T AFRAID OF NO SCALE!!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3306929827989084837</id><published>2009-03-19T04:03:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T04:43:58.499-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Never Been'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>CAN'T WAIT TO BE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/ScIFqFxGi7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/BcvFXfnMhbk/s1600-h/jamaica_img.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314816730911378354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/ScIFqFxGi7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/BcvFXfnMhbk/s400/jamaica_img.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FREE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No more diet journals, feeling guilty for eating, excessive purging, compulsive weigh-ins, counting calories or talking about diets or what I crave. No more comparing myself to others, wanting to be someone other than me or not being grateful for my body. No more forcing things to fit or adding to my motivation pile.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Also no more eating whatever I crave when I crave it. No more losing control over me. No more eating because I'm bored, stressed, sad etc. No more eating fast food often or dining out and overeating. No more finishing whole cakes or boxes of cookies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There will be more activities, exercise, confidence and gratefulness. More greens, beans and all other healthy things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Regardless if I hit 37-27-40 by April 1, and most likely before I'm 144, I will be FREE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CURRENT STATS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;size: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;S and M tops, 6 and 8 bottoms&lt;/span&gt; (ok, just on pair of size 6 trousers from H&amp;amp;M!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;weight: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;approx. below 155&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (haven't weighed in properly since last week when I was 151.8)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current and Future Health Plan:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Eating 1600cals and exercising daily (running 5-10k and intense weight training) 1-2hours a day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Milestones:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;March 31 2009 -One year below 180lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;June 1 2009 -One year below 170lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Total Loss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;43lbs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Read my previous entries to see my journey thus far. I didn't write personal updates for about six month (June 2008 - Jan 2009). Coincidentally during that time I didn't really lose weight. I bounce around from 162 to 172 but usually saw 167. Since I begun writing again I've steadily dropped and have increased my endurance and now run 75 minutes! Not often though, I usually stick to 60 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3306929827989084837?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3306929827989084837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3306929827989084837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3306929827989084837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3306929827989084837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/cant-wait-to-be.html' title='CAN&apos;T WAIT TO BE...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/ScIFqFxGi7I/AAAAAAAAAeY/BcvFXfnMhbk/s72-c/jamaica_img.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2957273791407727243</id><published>2009-03-12T15:43:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T16:51:39.144-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I can't wait 'til the end of the month</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm gonna start acting like I'm in the 140's from now. I'm in the market for a new motivation or maybe inspiration, like a body that I would like to achieve. I am kind of procrastinating on my lunch time workout to write this but I may as well do something good while I stall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I used to have a pic of a Spanish actress, I don't remember her name but her body (like most of the other Latina actresses) was banging. Like my Weight Watchers scale (which went back to walmart within a week) said my body fat was 31.7 give or take 0.1 or so through out last week and I now know I probably won't go down to no 15% (even though I swear back in 2001 it was like 11% when I was 155lbs). With all that being considered I have to be careful who I use to inspire me. Plus I do have curves which bring up the obvious inspirations like Beyonce, J-Lo, Tyra, Janet etc. But at the same time I feel like I have a more svelte and muscular physique like Fergie or Jessica Biel. Oh the choices...all of those ladies have a beautiful body though. But I want to choose one to emulate as I strive to be in beach ready mode by May for a beautiful beach wedding to which I am the only bridesmaid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Soooo the winner of the &lt;strong&gt;I WANT HER BODY&lt;/strong&gt; contest is....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312404387377268466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SblzpNzZRvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nTwbAJbx1n4/s400/kim-kardashian-pic-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, that's kim kardashian and while i'm not a fan of anything else she does, she does have a great and curvy body. She says she weighs 120 but I'm not buying that- maybe 130 or a bit more because she is only 5"2. Her measurements are 35-26-40 and mine right now are 37.5-29-42. I have 2 inches on her though so I will look a bit more lean...I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for the fact that I'm more athletic than her...well I don't think I will be walking around as svelte as Fergie anytime soon but who knows...I am a runner now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Running Update:&lt;/strong&gt; I dunno if I wrote about this but I run (yes run at 10kms/hr sometimes) 6 days a week and 60 minutes for two of those days and 30-45 on the the other days. Now compared to Katy from &lt;a href="http://www.katycraker.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.katycraker.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; I'm an amateur but I will work my way up to the 14 miles that she does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I got a subscription to SHAPE...I wanted SELF but SHAPE was half the price! Can't weight to get my first issue! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2957273791407727243?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2957273791407727243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2957273791407727243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2957273791407727243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2957273791407727243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-cant-wait-til-end-of-month.html' title='I can&apos;t wait &apos;til the end of the month'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SblzpNzZRvI/AAAAAAAAAd4/nTwbAJbx1n4/s72-c/kim-kardashian-pic-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2330786628303354953</id><published>2009-03-12T02:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T02:59:37.369-04:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S NOT A CHEAT...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sbiy0S9ubqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZY85DKaWh_o/s1600-h/bkwhopper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312192371997175458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sbiy0S9ubqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZY85DKaWh_o/s400/bkwhopper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;IT'S A TREAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the new mentality I have to have seeing as in 20 days or so I will never be on a diet again! I had a whopper combo tonight...at 10pm! No biggie. I think I will go until the 31st without weighing myself too! It is what it is at this point. I know how and when to eat and I will just being using my common sense to make things work. I mean my friend said this to me the other day and it's sticking, "I don't give myself enough credit." I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It been almost a year since I've pretty much been under 170. That's a first since like 2001 but yet I'm desperately chasing to see a number that may not be in the cards for me. I'm not saying that I can't do it if I put my mind to it, I'm just saying...is it worth it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wanna get into the 140's so that even when I fall off the wagon I don't have to worry about seeing the 160's. I know I will get there eventually but is it worth me forsaking EVERY socializing event in the meanwhile. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;No one truly understands how it feels to live with the fear of putting back on weight. I wonder how Ricky Lake feels...she's now around 124, way below the 260 she used to be. Does she remember how big she used to be? And does she worry about going back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My friend told me this today though, "Oprah says that you should thank God everyday for the body that you have--and it's so true." Thank goodness for great friends that can support you when you have a diet related melt down...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I need to be grateful...I have come a long way and I need to just think of me being me now and not worry about how I (my body too) will be in the future!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2330786628303354953?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2330786628303354953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2330786628303354953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2330786628303354953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2330786628303354953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-not-cheat.html' title='IT&apos;S NOT A CHEAT...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Sbiy0S9ubqI/AAAAAAAAAdw/ZY85DKaWh_o/s72-c/bkwhopper.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-963301470545063479</id><published>2009-03-09T00:26:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T11:48:00.822-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I'm not saying that I'm done..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm just gonna take my time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311046984465165922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SbShF950rmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/vvaDK7I6XvQ/s400/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sounds like a cop out but after seeing 161 on the scale six days ago, I truly began to understand how fickle this weight loss thing is. I now see 150 something again...but it's still alarming.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I just have to realize that slow and steady wins the race. So i think I will be grateful if I see 150 by the 31st! That's all I want! Seeing 144 eventually will be hot but after being 157 then 153 then up to 161 and back to 155 in just a couple of weeks, I realize that the number isn't everything. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I went to a former p/t retail work place of mine, Reitman's, last week. Back in 2000 my cousin had to surgically remove me from a pair of size 11 jeans and last summer even after losing 30lbs I was still an 11, but on Friday I was fitting into size 7's there! That was my goal..to be a 7/8. At Jacob I was a size 6 in a dress but in two different styled pants I squeezed into a 6 and an 8. The sizing game is just as fickle as the scale game so I will not let those numbers get to me either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So now that I only have 5lbs to do in 3 weeks I feel much better. It's completely obtainable. But don't get it twisted, I will be 144lbs soon! Definitely before my trip to Jamaica! Can you say "two piece!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-963301470545063479?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/963301470545063479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=963301470545063479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/963301470545063479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/963301470545063479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-not-saying-that-im-done.html' title='I&apos;m not saying that I&apos;m done..'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SbShF950rmI/AAAAAAAAAdo/vvaDK7I6XvQ/s72-c/medical-weight-loss-program.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8447967887260599336</id><published>2009-03-01T21:37:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:33:10.422-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Update on my quest to 144</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatRd5TWl1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/a22TZOX4kyg/s1600-h/n718276433_1987269_5273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308426159826310994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatRd5TWl1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/a22TZOX4kyg/s320/n718276433_1987269_5273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So it's the 1st of the 3rd month of the year. I started this year with a mind to reach 144 by February 18th....for nostalgic reasons. By mid-January I clearly saw the error in my judgement and pushed the date to March 31 ,2009. On March 31 last year I had started a new position at a publishing company. I weighed 186-ish. It was when I started there that I become serious. Three months later I was 166. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I am approx 153. I have to weigh my self this week. My tracking chart has me saying that I should be 150.5 this week. I have 31 days to make to 144 and even if I don't, this is the end of my dieting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And no I'm not doing that whole "it's a life change" thing. I'm ending the insanity that dieting for a decade has caused. I am admitting that even now, at the smallest I've ever been, I'm not satisfied. I am yearning to be a size that is not even possible for someone of my body type and athleticism. I don't know how to explain it. My good friend, NG, brought up the fact that we need to end this thing...always dieting, talking about dieting or binging. We need to get ourselves in check. I'm 40 some odd pounds lighter and I still have issues. It's like a never ending thing for me....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now what makes me wanna end it is because I want to shop for some clothes that compliment my new body and make me look trendy. Kind of like the clothes that I dress my NVM up in. Funny enough I work p/t at H&amp;amp;M and that's what my NVM is wearing but still I haven't really shopped there. Now I don't wanna be H&amp;amp;M from head to toe but I do wanna look chic and swimming in my former size 12's is not making the cut.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I might not be able to wear size 8's all around, but whatever size I am at midnight April 1, 2009 is what I am shopping for. My measurements haven't really changed in February but I am going to try my best to be at my goal of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;37-27-39&lt;/span&gt;. That's a loss of 2 inches all over. I will do it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So just to say it again....at midnight April 1 I am done done done with dieting, talking about dieting or planning my diet. I will probably plan my workouts and make sure I am putting proper nutrients into my body but I will be done trying to become a size that was probably not meant for me! I used to be almost 200. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I will be under 150 and be satisfied&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Special love and kisses to my new friends in Vancouver who always tell me how great I look! And to the gym in my building for making it impossible for me to make excuses when it comes to working out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My full thank you list is to come...including a shout out to the haters that said I couldn't do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8447967887260599336?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8447967887260599336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8447967887260599336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8447967887260599336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8447967887260599336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-my-quest-to-144.html' title='Update on my quest to 144'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatRd5TWl1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/a22TZOX4kyg/s72-c/n718276433_1987269_5273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2153977985731883463</id><published>2009-02-25T13:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T22:34:16.518-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>...:::mY wEaKneSSeS:::...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatGC2-dF3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QGYV2EC7kB4/s1600-h/Cracker+Barrel+Catfish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308413600717412210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatGC2-dF3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QGYV2EC7kB4/s400/Cracker+Barrel+Catfish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following, in no particular order, are foods/restaurants that will always have a warm place in my heart. Below that are foods/restaurants that are on my most wanted list....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of these have the potential to put me back up to 200lbs therefore they are on my potential threat list.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cinnabon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Big Mac&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;McDonald fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pizza Pizza Pizza &lt;a href="http://www.pizzapizza.ca/"&gt;http://www.pizzapizza.ca/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A&amp;amp;P Oreo Cake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Costco Cake (hold the custard)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starbucks Red &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Velvette&lt;/span&gt; Cupcake &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Starbucks Vanilla Bean Cupcake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Walmart&lt;/span&gt; Fresh Cupcakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chan's Chinese Food&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wendy's Fries&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Poutine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Roti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cracker Barrel Deep fried mac and cheese&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cracker Barrel fried Catfish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fish and Chips&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOST WANTED (at this exact moment...it will &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;undoubtedly&lt;/span&gt; change often)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Papa John's Peperoni Pizza&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A Costco cake (one chocolate and one vanilla)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. I had half a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; chocolate cake on Thursday night...yeah, I did it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yes that is Cracker Barrels Deep Fried Catfish with mash potatoes in the picture....hot dang!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2153977985731883463?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2153977985731883463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2153977985731883463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2153977985731883463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2153977985731883463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-weaknesses.html' title='...:::mY wEaKneSSeS:::...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SatGC2-dF3I/AAAAAAAAAdY/QGYV2EC7kB4/s72-c/Cracker+Barrel+Catfish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1461177315584547717</id><published>2009-02-23T00:39:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T23:51:46.342-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS GOOD TO GO...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SaMr2Ii8doI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zTvfclsp4H4/s1600-h/n718276433_1987259_2456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306132994979559042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SaMr2Ii8doI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zTvfclsp4H4/s200/n718276433_1987259_2456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I fell...horribly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After my last posting, I had an instant relapse...even as we speak, I'm downing a jumbo carrot muffin and some doritos but guess what...I've still been losing weight!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Modern day science can't explain how after eating either mash potatoes, big macs and mcdee's fries and other junk at midnight did not cause me to gain weight. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I also didn't workout for a full 3 days! Saturday I went to the Y to get back on the track and when I walked by the dreaded scale I hopped on it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I feared but desired to see what it had to say. After all, I needed to put a number besides that damage that my poor diet had done. When I looked down at the digital numbers though I saw 157. I couldn't believe it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;157, but you say, "weren't you 155?". Let me finish, not only was that 157 after binging since January 26 but that was 157 after eating breakfast and in shoes....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So after a 45 minute run, weight training and a step class...I stepped on the scale, shoes off, and I weighed 153.4!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can't believe it! And besides my l'il indiscretions right now, I've been good for the past 2 days so I must still being on a losing streak! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I can credit this continuous loss to running. In an attempt to curve my poor diet effects I've taken to running 45-60 minutes daily (when I do work out!). This is darn impressive considering I couldn't run a minute last year. Anyhoo, I'm gonna try to updates this weekly as my goal has become more obtainable and my desire more serious. I need to go shopping and I'm not doing it until I'm at 144 (total loss of 50lbs in just over a year). So I need to reach that goal soon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1461177315584547717?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1461177315584547717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1461177315584547717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1461177315584547717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1461177315584547717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-when-i-thought-i-was-good-to-go.html' title='JUST WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS GOOD TO GO...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SaMr2Ii8doI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/zTvfclsp4H4/s72-c/n718276433_1987259_2456.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3421913254611613103</id><published>2009-02-06T02:29:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T13:20:10.608-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>i'm gonna make this quick...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I boo booed and just (as in at 10pm at night) had a Wendy's combo. An estimated 900 calories on a day that I didn't work out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299587338287560978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYvqmxLJuRI/AAAAAAAAAck/2FDfAXxHLXc/s400/ml_wendys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, as I was walking to the bus stop I concurred that I didn't do it because I was hungry or even because I was craving it. I WAS THIRSTY! Damn it. I haven't had water since like last week. Approximately the same time that I started binge eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Until today I have been waking up at 5 in the morning get in my runs and workouts. And when I came in after my Wendy's meal, my roommates boyfriend was like I've lost a lot of weight! It sucked though because he said I was pretty big when we first met (as if 165 on a 5 '4 female is fat!). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Either way his comment gave me the push I needed to get my ass back on the wagon. I'm drinking my green tea, just had some psyllium with like a litre of water and will be in the gym tomorrow morning running like I stole something! Cause like Jasmyne Cannick I'm on the "I'm in 3 or 4 weddings this year &lt;em&gt;and above all else, never let your haters see you down or fatter than the last time they saw you&lt;/em&gt;” weight loss plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'M BACK IN THIS TO WIN THIS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;note to self: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must post what helped me to lose 40lbs. (ie. psyllium)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;post me in SELF magazine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;finally do what fat people like&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UPDATE (FRIDAY FEB 6, 2009):  I ONLY RAN 30 MINS THIS MORNING! INSTEAD OF THE 45...THERE'S ALWAYS TOMORROW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3421913254611613103?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3421913254611613103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3421913254611613103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3421913254611613103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3421913254611613103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-gonna-make-this-quick.html' title='i&apos;m gonna make this quick...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYvqmxLJuRI/AAAAAAAAAck/2FDfAXxHLXc/s72-c/ml_wendys.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2934922576711092674</id><published>2009-02-04T18:10:00.010-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T19:02:52.772-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>They Say I Look Like A Completely Different Person...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYooG_oBQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P-mPc6x-QMQ/s1600-h/n666500534_695001_283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299092012178424706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYooG_oBQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P-mPc6x-QMQ/s320/n666500534_695001_283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299092120308461506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYooNScOr8I/AAAAAAAAAcc/BPn5bY64t2U/s320/n734340452_3533948_9452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I had to add a nvm.com model of when I was almost 200lbs (exhibit A, to the right) to remind myself that I have come a long way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;While I wish that my fat composition was lower (ie. wish I didn't look preggers when I'm not keeping a good posture), I am significantly smaller than I used to be. I used to look like an oompa loompa and now I'm "average". Even hot if I might add! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't taken any pictures recently so here are pictures of me...at my fatty days and one when I was 165...WHAT A DIFFERENCE. My roomate looks at my early pictures on my facebook and says I "look like a different person."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And for the record, I still eat cake! And I actually thought I was slim looking when I took the first picture. I had gone down from 194 to about 186 in the pic. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(I am pictured above with mentor and speaker, Johnnie Williams III &lt;a href="http://www.johnniewilliams.info/"&gt;http://www.johnniewilliams.info/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2934922576711092674?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2934922576711092674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2934922576711092674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2934922576711092674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2934922576711092674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/they-say-i-look-like-completely.html' title='They Say I Look Like A Completely Different Person...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SYooG_oBQ4I/AAAAAAAAAcU/P-mPc6x-QMQ/s72-c/n666500534_695001_283.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7407311642873311392</id><published>2009-02-02T17:29:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T17:53:34.274-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Holy, Batman! I'm updating this again!</title><content type='html'>I thought I would lapse and only do monthly updates but I haven't yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Feb updates are approximations based on my last weigh in because I didn't weigh in on the first and my cheat day may have thrown it off anyway.  (note:  Cheat days...the 31st and the 1st)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week # = 1 (from 164lbs)&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Weight = 194 (Oct 2007)&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;br /&gt;Goal #1 = 160 (completed January 9&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2 = 144&lt;br /&gt;Goal Size = 7/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Current Weight = 155lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Size = 8's and 10's 37-29-41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weight Loss = 39 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pounds to Go = 11 to final goal (144)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In case I forgot to say it last time, my new timeline has me completing my goal by March 31.  At which time I will be buying a new wardrobe.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Whudda&lt;/span&gt; thought I;d have 41 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;inch&lt;/span&gt; hips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;Life is Good and God is Great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7407311642873311392?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7407311642873311392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7407311642873311392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7407311642873311392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7407311642873311392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/02/holy-batman-im-updating-this-again.html' title='Holy, Batman! I&apos;m updating this again!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8670441520284496701</id><published>2009-01-26T19:56:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T16:17:12.884-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>..::AIN'T NOBOBY CAN LOVE ME BETTER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SX5lxEI77xI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XozMaVX-SLA/s1600-h/letsgetphysical.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295782105433501458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SX5lxEI77xI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XozMaVX-SLA/s400/letsgetphysical.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;than me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I love myself so much that in the 26 days that passed this year I have worked out on 24 of them. That is dedication. Everytime I see something too convenient (like the mcdee's besides where I work) I say that the devil is a liar. I'm not stopping until I'm done...not pulling up...I have momentum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;And plus not eating out has saved me a couple of shekels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh by the way, a shorty is coming in at a mean 159.4 in shoes and after a big breakfast and a lot of water! That means I'm at least 156.4 on average AND...that puts me 1.5 away from the smallest I've ever been.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I going all the way this time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8670441520284496701?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8670441520284496701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8670441520284496701' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8670441520284496701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8670441520284496701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/aint-noboby-cant-love-me-better.html' title='..::AIN&apos;T NOBOBY CAN LOVE ME BETTER...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SX5lxEI77xI/AAAAAAAAAcM/XozMaVX-SLA/s72-c/letsgetphysical.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8878920124546490090</id><published>2009-01-22T01:50:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:46:26.897-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I&apos;ve Never Been'/><title type='text'>I've Never Been...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SXgkN9TPzqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/F_xhYizi7YE/s1600-h/marathon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294021184186207906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SXgkN9TPzqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/F_xhYizi7YE/s400/marathon.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This disciplined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I haven't been this small since 2001. I am about 2 pounds from being the smallest I've ever been in life and I can taste it. Mind you, I'm not seeing exactly what I want to be seeing. For example even though I went from a 37 inch waist to about a 29, I still have a gut...a big one. My overall body shape is a wonderful hour glass figure but let me not keep my posture and see what happens. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I don't want abs of steel but I do want to reduce my body fat immensely. When I technically start this journey back in October 2007 I was 33% body fat. I feel like I'm still at 30 something. My legs are great-ish but my arms and my stomach need some more work. This makes me feel like I should go down to 140 at least but I feel like if I lose 50 pounds I better be my idea of perfect. Who wants to lose more than that? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;To others I will look like half my size. But in my eyes I will probably still be a work in progress. Man, my diet and weight woes have left me with a horrible complex. I could become a meager 100 pounds and still think I'm a fatty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well the good news is that I have hope that when I boost up my running and start doing spinning classes (two great fat burning activities) I will see the fat melt off of me. And once the warm weather starts up I will starting doing weekend hikes and long walks like I used to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Starting Feb 1 I am adapting a 1-1.5 pound a week plan just so I don't go psycho when I don't see the scale budge in a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;That plan will also increase my intensity while reducing my workout time. It's the fool proof plan I mentioned before. So assuming I don't fall off the wagon (I'm 21 days strong), I should be at 144 sometime in March (I have until March 31).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Note:.. GREAT FAT BURNING EXERCISES&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;taken from &lt;a href="http://www.ediets.com/news/NewsArticle.jsp?id=3200016"&gt;http://www.ediets.com/news/NewsArticle.jsp?id=3200016&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1. Jogging&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;2. Stepmill (the revolving steps not a stairclimber)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;3. Aerobics Classes (Cardio Bootcamp, Cardio Kick Boxing, Step etc.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;4. Spinning&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8878920124546490090?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8878920124546490090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8878920124546490090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8878920124546490090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8878920124546490090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/ive-never-been.html' title='I&apos;ve Never Been...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SXgkN9TPzqI/AAAAAAAAAbg/F_xhYizi7YE/s72-c/marathon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8057117183639385755</id><published>2009-01-13T22:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:55:10.694-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>What is 3 Pounds?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Approximately the difference between what I am now and the smallest I've ever been.  After 3 pounds I will begin my fool proof plan to take me to 145 (technically 144).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You see way back in 2001, when I lost my "baby fat" like all of my cousins-on both sides- I went from 185 to 155 in under 4 months.  My ridiculous goal at the time was to be at 130lbs (clearly I had no understanding of my body type and thought this was achievable).  Either way, I plateaued at 155 and despite so-so attempts, I never did make it lower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well for the past eight years I have dreamed about being at 155 again and have concocted a plan that will bring me past my 155 plateau.  It will consist of me doing intense strength training and interval cardio.  There is no way I won't reach my goal by doing that...and I will reach it within 4 weeks or less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;By the 21st of this month I should be at 155 so my fool proof plan will be commencing soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8057117183639385755?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8057117183639385755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8057117183639385755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8057117183639385755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8057117183639385755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/what-is-3-pounds.html' title='What is 3 Pounds?'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3106111670988614856</id><published>2009-01-10T19:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T19:25:47.036-05:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S GOOD TO BE ME</title><content type='html'>I got my hair done today and woke up early on a Saturday and went a step class at the YMCA (probably the best I've been to since I first tried a step class back in 2000). I'm happy about that but I'm really happy is that after a grueling Bootcamp class at the Y and running for 30 mins on the treadmill, I finally saw what I've been long to see since late 2001.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scale in the 150's. Now 158.8 isn't the 144 that God willing I will be seeing by the 18th of February but I'll take it and rejoice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what was my reward for that? Cooked chicken leg quarters from the grocery store. No not a cake, or a fast food combo but pure healthy protein. I'm changed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE::..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Week # = 1 (from 164lbs)&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Weight = 194&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;br /&gt;Goal #1 = 160 (completed January 9th)&lt;br /&gt;Goal #2 = 144&lt;br /&gt;Goal Size = 7/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Weight = 158.8 lbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Size = 8's and 10's 37-30-42.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weight Loss = 35.2 pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Pounds to Go = 14.8&lt;/u&gt; to final goal (144)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3106111670988614856?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3106111670988614856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3106111670988614856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3106111670988614856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3106111670988614856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-good-to-be-me.html' title='IT&apos;S GOOD TO BE ME'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-9142466243814791923</id><published>2009-01-08T02:15:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T02:34:02.850-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>THIS IS IT .::2009 IS MY TIME::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SWWsSFIlYSI/AAAAAAAAAbY/voMJ2IfF_9Q/s1600-h/cover_self_190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288822764032319778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 190px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SWWsSFIlYSI/AAAAAAAAAbY/voMJ2IfF_9Q/s400/cover_self_190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm gonna make this update quick (or as quick as one can be after not posting for over four months).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am at a wonderful 161.2. The smallest I've been in over seven years! I accomplished this with a lot of McDee's, fries and other junk food. Needless to say, if I was watching what I ate and stuck to working out I would have made it to my goal of 144 by the end of the year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well in 2009 I'm more focused than ever. I have 7 days of healthy eating and working out under my belt and I don't intend to let up until I see the 140's. Despite what haters may say, I am planning to be there by February 18th, 2009. It would be even better to be there by the 4th of Feb because that would be a year since me and my diet buddy started this particular goal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Imagine, this time last year I was in the late 180's (187 to be exact). And that was a deficit from 194-the highest I've seen on the scale (but probably not my highest period).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I'm tasting the low 160's. I will be doing a boot camp class at the YMCA on Friday morning and I will weigh in to see if since Tuesday I've lost anything significant (come on 159!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The sad thing about this is that I feel just okay at 161.2. I should feel on top of the world like I did when I first reached the 160's. Maybe it's all the hard work ahead of me that prevents me from celebrating now. I have 7 weeks to lose 18lbs and I'm only down 1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On a brighter note, I am featured in this month's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SELF&lt;/span&gt; Magazine for my first 35lb success. It would have been nice to do the total 50 in time to be featured but that was taking to long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now I am more or less following &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jillian Michael's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 30 day plan in her book &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Making the&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cut&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I better be 150 at least by the 4th.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So on my agenda for the rest of the month is looking for a new full time position and keeping on track to be at 144 sooner than later!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Best of luck to all those who are doing the diet thing for the new year too. We're gonna need it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-9142466243814791923?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/9142466243814791923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=9142466243814791923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/9142466243814791923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/9142466243814791923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-it-2009-is-my-time.html' title='THIS IS IT .::2009 IS MY TIME::.'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SWWsSFIlYSI/AAAAAAAAAbY/voMJ2IfF_9Q/s72-c/cover_self_190.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-377423165091898297</id><published>2008-08-08T19:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:44:26.261-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>I Love B.Scott</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://yccto.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-bscott.html"&gt;I Love B.Scott&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered this person around last summer. He was funny but I was too busy to take note of his other videos. Today though I had a chance to go up and down on his youtube page and HE WAS HILARIOUS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm hooking up my love muffins with a part of one of my favourite Love B.Scott episodes and here is the link to his website &lt;a href="http://lovebscott.sharenow.com/"&gt;http://lovebscott.sharenow.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8183cfb3feba867f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8183cfb3feba867f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143615%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74E30924AE809D759D6AAB4F097A12AFAC73F7BB.7595E5C13C8361EE5D7023A6A69BDE5669EAF0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8183cfb3feba867f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwJQiiaPQyvCnDR4qS8gN2K-yuHk&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v5.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D8183cfb3feba867f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330143615%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D74E30924AE809D759D6AAB4F097A12AFAC73F7BB.7595E5C13C8361EE5D7023A6A69BDE5669EAF0F%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D8183cfb3feba867f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwJQiiaPQyvCnDR4qS8gN2K-yuHk&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-377423165091898297?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=8183cfb3feba867f&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/377423165091898297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=377423165091898297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/377423165091898297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/377423165091898297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-love-bscott.html' title='I Love B.Scott'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2797167698220034583</id><published>2008-07-20T10:37:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T10:45:27.665-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><title type='text'>Stuff Fat People Like---random</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SINPYqJkBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/p_laEdvxZeM/s1600-h/zune2-071003-1.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225107277729760498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SINPYqJkBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/p_laEdvxZeM/s400/zune2-071003-1.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Being distracted at the gym...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the perfect accomplice for his is a MP3 player like the new zune by Microsoft...check out yccto.blogspot.com for a review of this cool product&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2797167698220034583?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2797167698220034583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2797167698220034583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2797167698220034583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2797167698220034583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Stuff Fat People Like---random'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SINPYqJkBPI/AAAAAAAAATE/p_laEdvxZeM/s72-c/zune2-071003-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1665457879965344347</id><published>2008-06-25T14:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T15:30:15.626-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>what the?!?! is J-hud thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKcrctlk9I/AAAAAAAAASk/MPxcnneGnx0/s1600-h/jenniferinleggings1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215903588704162770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKcrctlk9I/AAAAAAAAASk/MPxcnneGnx0/s400/jenniferinleggings1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;She used to be a good rep for us but now she is getting a bit too [put not so nice adjective here].&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last year because she was new to the celeb game, I forgave her. For not wearing a body shaper to the BET Awards. For lying saying she weighed 140lbs (she's 5'7, she would have looked a lot slimmer if she did). And for a plethora of other &lt;strong&gt;big girl offences&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But now it's too much. She is constantly looking like a stuffed sausage, wearing things that don't fit her. Look at her at the Sex and the City premiere? What would Jesus do if He saw her in that outfit or in the white dress with the peek-a-boo pink bra at the MTV Movies award?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last night's (at the BET 2008 Awards) &lt;strong&gt;atrocity of an outfit&lt;/strong&gt; (and hair do) have me wondering if J-Hud has lost her mind? Never mind the uncomfortable as hell scripted banter between her and Terrence Howard, what was she wearing? *Shaking my head*. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Besides not embracing an embracing girdle, J-hud's style in 2007 was good. Her hair was on point. Now she is experimenting too much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My question is basically, now that you (J-hud) have a little cheddar, why not get yourself a trainer and lose some of that belly flab? I like you a lot. You are talented and can sang but I can't bring myself to look at you looking like you're about to burst.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. Maybe you can get some tips from Toccara on how to keep it nice and fly if you're over 145.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1665457879965344347?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1665457879965344347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1665457879965344347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1665457879965344347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1665457879965344347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-is-j-hud-thinking.html' title='what the?!?! is J-hud thinking'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKcrctlk9I/AAAAAAAAASk/MPxcnneGnx0/s72-c/jenniferinleggings1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5072735782043445846</id><published>2008-06-25T13:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T14:44:50.136-04:00</updated><title type='text'>.::New Goal::.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKSHQgWaZI/AAAAAAAAASc/fufzQBqBmOE/s1600-h/over-120-pound-weight-loss-success-story-3382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5215891971835849106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKSHQgWaZI/AAAAAAAAASc/fufzQBqBmOE/s400/over-120-pound-weight-loss-success-story-3382.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So when I first hit the 160's I got &lt;s&gt;cocky&lt;/s&gt; over confident. I decided to bring up/down my goal to 140! Even wrote a long letter about my journey thus far, a bunch of corny stuff. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After struggling to make smart diet choices for the past 3 weeks though, I have decided to re-evaluate everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I thank God though because the scale, which was at 172ish last week, is back to saying 160 something (this morning-167.1). Also, despite eating out, being glutenous and late eating, I have been on point with my new workout regiment which has me running everyday - 2km 3x/week and 5km 2x/week. I boo booed and didn't work out this weekend though and even took a day off in the week but I think the intensity of running daily has boosted my metabolism.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So my conclusion is to bring &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;my goal to 144&lt;/span&gt;, making my total &lt;u&gt;desired loss 50lbs&lt;/u&gt;. It's a weird number I know. A bonus goal is for me to weigh that much in shoes (cus i was 194 in shoes). That would still make my goal just above 140 though. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I refuse to get suckered into wanting to weigh far less than 145. Even if 145 looks like crap on other people, I have confidence that my 145 will have me in a size 8US, 7/8CAN, 10UK. It will have me looking better than I've ever looked in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than that I will be trying to maintain everything now that my schedule is changing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;in the picture: Taniesha Hayes- from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thayesfitness.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;www.THayesFitness.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5072735782043445846?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5072735782043445846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5072735782043445846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5072735782043445846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5072735782043445846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-goal.html' title='.::New Goal::.'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SGKSHQgWaZI/AAAAAAAAASc/fufzQBqBmOE/s72-c/over-120-pound-weight-loss-success-story-3382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6406304816330920479</id><published>2008-06-17T10:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:20:42.280-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>what the?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SFfWQrd_i7I/AAAAAAAAASU/-PsCM-XX_Vw/s1600-h/eat+clean.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212870675739413426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SFfWQrd_i7I/AAAAAAAAASU/-PsCM-XX_Vw/s400/eat+clean.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's been 2 weeks since I weighed in and despite a kick butt workout regime, I haven't lost a damn thing (with the exception of my mind). I've been here before though, at a 'plateau' but I have been changing things up so what is going on? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Either way, I have just gotten the Eat Clean Diet book (and met the lovely author Tosca Reno) and will commit myself to 'eating clean' for the next couple of week until my next weight in. I have to see 160! or even less.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6406304816330920479?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6406304816330920479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6406304816330920479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6406304816330920479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6406304816330920479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/06/what.html' title='what the?!?!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SFfWQrd_i7I/AAAAAAAAASU/-PsCM-XX_Vw/s72-c/eat+clean.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-819103536748208477</id><published>2008-06-02T13:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:30:29.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>First of the Month Weigh In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SEQ8PcKiDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/YFgK3ViBiyg/s1600-h/20040124before.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207353305103207986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SEQ8PcKiDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/YFgK3ViBiyg/s320/20040124before.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I do not conduct business on Sundays my weigh-in was deferred to to this morning. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confession: In the three weeks that I didn't weigh myself I had/did the following&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ate the equivalent of one whole 7" diameter cake (oreo cake from A&amp;amp;P-amazing)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;ate at a restaurant twice (3 courses--yes, dessert)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;drank about a bottle of wine&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;only worked out 3 times in the second week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;had a snickers bar....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure i messed up more than that but those are some big ones....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so with all of that I'm am DARN proud to say that as of 8.40am this morning i weigh &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;166.5lbs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only 1.5lbs off from what I wanted but 1.5lbs below what i was supposed to be at....it's a good day! It must have been all the running I've been doing! I ran 5km the other morning (sat. May 24th) after a hard and intense step class...and let me not forget the walking it out...every time I over ate, my feet hit the pavement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recap:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week # = 9 (from 186lbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning Weight = 194&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal #1 = 160 (so darn close...if I'm really good for two weeks I &lt;s&gt;can&lt;/s&gt; WILL get there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal #2 = 145&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal Size = 7/8&lt;br /&gt;Current Weight = 166.5 lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Size = 11/12 37-30.5-42.5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight Loss = 27.5 pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pounds to Go =&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; 6.5 to first goal&lt;/span&gt; (160)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-819103536748208477?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/819103536748208477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=819103536748208477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/819103536748208477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/819103536748208477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/06/first-of-month-weigh-in.html' title='First of the Month Weigh In'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SEQ8PcKiDjI/AAAAAAAAASE/YFgK3ViBiyg/s72-c/20040124before.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7643458554577377644</id><published>2008-05-29T13:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T13:20:59.220-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>wouldn't it suck if...</title><content type='html'>After all my hard work for the past three weeks (while not weighing myself) i didn't lose a dime?&lt;br /&gt;That is the problem with not weighing in often.  I think I'm working hard but I have no scale to tell me if I am indeed working hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 5 workouts until my schedule weigh in on Monday morning.  I betta see less than 170, I'm just saying.  A sweet 165 would be even better.  The thing is I haven't lost that many inches since the first of this month (I actually gained half an inch around my gut).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Green and Lean failed, not miserably though.  While I have still been having rye bread and whole grains, I have increased my green intake.  So all in all it's not bad.  Now will it bring me to 165 by Monday.  I hope so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7643458554577377644?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7643458554577377644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7643458554577377644' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7643458554577377644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7643458554577377644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/wouldnt-it-suck-if.html' title='wouldn&apos;t it suck if...'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6530056748377137617</id><published>2008-05-24T17:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:56:46.827-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>Raven is Representing Us For Real!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiO98jYukI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TyT9P2bb4p8/s1600-h/ravenjet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiO98jYukI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TyT9P2bb4p8/s320/ravenjet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204066564304321090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I straight jacked this from concreteloop.com and I'm about a month late with it.  Basically Raven talks about everything in her interview with Jet Magazine and her size comes up...Here is what she says;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; "I have to stay true to who I am’, says Disney star Raven-Symoné, 22, regarding her new self-titled CD, which is slated for release April 29. ‘I am not going to sing about sex, drugs and violence, that’s just not who I am’, she continues. As she prepares for the CD’s release and a 55-city Pajama Party concert tour, the confident and talented entertainer hopes this project will fill a void in today’s &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://concreteloop.com/2008/04/raven-symone-covers-jet-magazine#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(237, 20, 91) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#ed145b;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(237, 20, 91) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; We need some music that will open people’s minds up and give them other things to think about other than the same things we have been giving them for a while. Maybe my album can do that.’&lt;/p&gt;While the 5-foot-2-inch singer-actress stays true to h&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;er &lt;a id="KonaLink1" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://concreteloop.com/2008/04/raven-symone-covers-jet-magazine#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(237, 20, 91) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;color:#ed145b;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(237, 20, 91) ! important;font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; she’s also staying true to her image by being comfortable with her size. ‘When I look in the mirror and see how voluptuously fabulous I am, I can’t even worry about it. I am just fabulous."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6530056748377137617?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6530056748377137617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6530056748377137617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6530056748377137617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6530056748377137617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/raven-is-representing-us-for-real.html' title='Raven is Representing Us For Real!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiO98jYukI/AAAAAAAAAO0/TyT9P2bb4p8/s72-c/ravenjet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4171142708039459154</id><published>2008-05-24T17:37:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:49:06.498-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>not weighing is the best...I think</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiM_MjYujI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TQ8gz440u4k/s1600-h/Fresh_Broccoli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiM_MjYujI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TQ8gz440u4k/s400/Fresh_Broccoli.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204064386755902002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I type I could be sitting at a slim 165 but on the other end I could be a strong 170 or even worse, back to 175.  There is so much unknown with not weighing but there is also peace of mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing though is my next weigh is a week away so that give me time to do something so I don't see 1-7-anything on the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan:  &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;The Lean and Green Diet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm a genius.  I found it impossible to get my necessary caloric intake on just green foods so I will include LEAN meats like beef and chicken and I also might have to throw in a Slim Fast shake every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my waist is a 32 (I just ate) but If this goes well by next weekend I should be a 30, even after eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep a journal 'cause this may become my staple 'I need to lose weight QUICK' diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4171142708039459154?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4171142708039459154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4171142708039459154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4171142708039459154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4171142708039459154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/not-weighing-is-besti-think.html' title='not weighing is the best...I think'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDiM_MjYujI/AAAAAAAAAOs/TQ8gz440u4k/s72-c/Fresh_Broccoli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4239824933531569939</id><published>2008-05-23T08:51:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T17:37:37.330-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Motivation Pile is down to 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDa_Q8jYuiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nmjd-yOBi8k/s1600-h/AB-D52701_PTR_ex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203556717326547490" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDa_Q8jYuiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nmjd-yOBi8k/s320/AB-D52701_PTR_ex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So this morning for no reason i decided to put on a pair of jeans i haven't been able to fit in, ever, although i have worn them once back in '06.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are a UK size 10 and say US size 6 on 'em (i know right!). Anyhoo, i fit into them! these, a dress that I wore for mother's day and a black ?Guess pants size 31 were the pinnacle of my motivation pile. Now I can fit into 99% of everything I own, I have to start buying smaller sizes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I have cheated something horrible this week but I will be back on track so for my June 1st weigh in I should be under 170 (hopefully 163-167).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm still amazed that they can fit. They didn't even fit when I bought 'em in Easter 2006 from TK Maxx (shout outs to my London, UK ppl!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, 145 here I come man!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm looking good and feeling better and once this journey is done I will post my before and my after to motivate others!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;update: upon further investigation i realized that the jeans were mis-labeled and are in fact a size 14 UK.  Making them a size 10 US not 6.  Dang.&lt;br /&gt;Also May 23rd 2006 was the last time I wore these jeans. Exactly 2 years ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: my goal size would be a size 8 US&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4239824933531569939?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4239824933531569939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4239824933531569939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4239824933531569939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4239824933531569939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/motivation-pile-is-down-to-1.html' title='Motivation Pile is down to 1'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDa_Q8jYuiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/nmjd-yOBi8k/s72-c/AB-D52701_PTR_ex.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-3248732873733705092</id><published>2008-05-20T09:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T09:46:48.507-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Mini Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDLWO75d8fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aEGiIUHXybM/s1600-h/belly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202456071651586546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDLWO75d8fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aEGiIUHXybM/s400/belly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning Weight = 194&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;br /&gt;Goal Lbs. = 160Goal #2 = 145Goal Size = 7/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Weight = less than &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;170 Pounds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Size = 11/12 37-31-43&lt;br /&gt;Weight Loss = 24 plus pounds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pounds to Go = less than 10 to first goal (160)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Week # = 6 (from 186lbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My belly is still big as heck...even considering I've shrank from a 37 inch waist to 31. So because of that I will be embarking on Green Diet, a diet that is 99.9% green coloured foods.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For example:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;(this list includes things that just have green skin too!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;broccoli&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;green peas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;apples&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;spinach&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;green banana (my j'cans know this)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;olives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;salad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;those green smoothies...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This diet should effectively reduce my fat percentage thus allowing my pot belly to shrink. I will only be conducting it for one week at a time for maybe 3 weeks or so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;By June I will be playing in a soccer league so I probably won't be able to keep the carbs down...i will need the energy...so then my green diet will end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Currently I am starting to only weigh myself monthly! On the first of the month. I can measure myself if I have the time though. I'm doing this to reduce the psycho rages I get when I flutter in weight from day to day. Overall, every month I should be at least 5lbs down. If I continue to eat properly and workout hard (like running up and down ski hills) there is no reason I won't keep shedding weight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-3248732873733705092?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/3248732873733705092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=3248732873733705092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3248732873733705092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/3248732873733705092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/mini-update.html' title='Mini Update'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SDLWO75d8fI/AAAAAAAAAOU/aEGiIUHXybM/s72-c/belly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2915044780381726632</id><published>2008-05-09T13:07:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T13:27:04.661-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>hm...I won't sweat it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SCSJIonASaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qmLzvg93BkQ/s1600-h/wendys-logo-780107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198430651325368738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SCSJIonASaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qmLzvg93BkQ/s320/wendys-logo-780107.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The past two weeks were weird. I continued workout and eating right, confident that I would see 170 but instead i saw 174 then 175. Upset with the increasing pattern, I began to indulge. Had some pizza and food after 6 and just like I thought, I didn't gain a damn thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason I went up is still unknown (i wasn't bloated, constipated or menstruating) but two weeks later I'm happy to say that I'm at 171.6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not the 168lb I swore I would be at by Mother's Day, but it's damn sure better than the 180 plus I was at in the beginning of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say, my splurges are stopping ASAP (well kind of).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Note:&lt;/span&gt; I will now concentrate on losing 1.25-1.5lbs per week. I'm trying to reduce the feeling of defeat when I don't reach my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In relation to that the weigh-ins are now officially down to twice a month, most likely on Fridays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And treating myself is now a necessity. Seeing as the scale is sometimes not my friend even when I'm faithful, I know will try the cheat meal (not day) thing. Today it's all about Wendy's! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2915044780381726632?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2915044780381726632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2915044780381726632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2915044780381726632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2915044780381726632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/05/hmi-wont-sweat-it.html' title='hm...I won&apos;t sweat it'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SCSJIonASaI/AAAAAAAAAOM/qmLzvg93BkQ/s72-c/wendys-logo-780107.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1189230341373876170</id><published>2008-04-28T10:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:59:44.057-04:00</updated><title type='text'>How the heck did I let it get THIS FAR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXl9VIfkAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7eKpKoDi9GE/s1600-h/food_poutine_closeup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194310587049283586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXl9VIfkAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7eKpKoDi9GE/s320/food_poutine_closeup.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I think “If I had just lost this 20lbs when I came back from England I would be fine…at a svelte 150. Instead I’m at 172.7lbs.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back from 2 years abroad in May 2007 at 170lbs. By August I was 190lbs…for the first time ever. Then I crept slowly to 194lbs. I then got on the right track but there has been a few up and downs to slim down to the 170’s again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now my issues are;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;1. Why did I gain/eat so much?&lt;br /&gt;2. How can I make sure I don’t go up again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s so serious because the stats say that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;70 percent of people who lose a significant amount of weight put it right back on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tears) I don’t wanna be a statistic!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I look at the errors I have made and ways I can keep myself in check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Errors:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night eating -I’ll drink herbal tea and go to bed&lt;br /&gt;Over-eating -I need to recognize and respect when I’m full&lt;br /&gt;Eating with my ‘fat’ friends- I love them I really do but I’ll be damn if I let them bring me down…again&lt;br /&gt;Eating refined carbs and process foods –it’s all poison whose calories your body doesn’t use efficiently&lt;br /&gt;Falling off my workout schedule-I shouldn’t go more than 3 days without some exercise&lt;br /&gt;Choosing horrible diet buddies – they quit, I quit and that’s not good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Check tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weigh in weekly once I hit my goal –no more or no less ‘cause it’ll make me go psycho&lt;br /&gt;Have people to keep you in check- work out buddies that are serious&lt;br /&gt;No sitting- I can do crunches and ball stuff when I’m watching TV&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;No more than one treat per week- like poutine, street meat etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do extra exercise to compensate for my treat&lt;br /&gt;Walk it out –especially after big meals and excessive carbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all I got for now…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1189230341373876170?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1189230341373876170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1189230341373876170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1189230341373876170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1189230341373876170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-heck-did-i-let-it-get-this-far.html' title='How the heck did I let it get THIS FAR?'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXl9VIfkAI/AAAAAAAAAN0/7eKpKoDi9GE/s72-c/food_poutine_closeup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5048453558826254181</id><published>2008-04-28T10:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T10:34:14.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>I put the damn pringles back and I didn't even trip on the golden oreos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXfk1Ifj_I/AAAAAAAAANs/r1zt4dbZRMM/s1600-h/no-frills-on-line-Flyer.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194303569072721906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXfk1Ifj_I/AAAAAAAAANs/r1zt4dbZRMM/s400/no-frills-on-line-Flyer.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;They say the best way to avoid junk food is not to have it in your house...so instead of picking up the 2 for $2 pringles at No Frills, I just left it (after carrying it in my cart for 20 minutes).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It was rough...'cause I had worked really hard...even worked out on the weekend which I never do. I was even planning to go for a walk that evening (and I did, even ran up and down a mini ski hill 10 times then climbed the big one plus did some arm exercises).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I could think when I first put it in my cart was “I friggin’ deserve this.” But then I got to thinking. What is the point of the all the work if I'm just gonna keep sabotaging it. Me not eating reward snacks can be the difference between meeting my goal and me not meeting it. Ya feel me? So for that reason the Pringles had to go. And there was no touching of the Golden Oreos (even if they are as good as vanilla girl guides cookies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fat Stats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning Weight = 194&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Beginning Size = a Jacob 13/14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Goal Lbs. = 160Goal #2 = 145&lt;br /&gt;Goal Size = 7/8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current Weight = 172.7 Pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Current Size = 11/12-13/14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Weight Loss = 21.3 pounds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pounds to Go = 12.7Week # = 3 (from 186lbs)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5048453558826254181?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5048453558826254181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5048453558826254181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5048453558826254181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5048453558826254181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-put-damn-pringles-back-and-i-didnt.html' title='I put the damn pringles back and I didn&apos;t even trip on the golden oreos'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SBXfk1Ifj_I/AAAAAAAAANs/r1zt4dbZRMM/s72-c/no-frills-on-line-Flyer.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7570245831646585550</id><published>2008-04-23T10:36:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:40:07.099-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>"This is it. I can feel it, me losing all this weight.  This is not to be confused with all the other times I said this is it."  MCW</title><content type='html'>173.5 Man! and still shrinking...got 28.5 to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7570245831646585550?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7570245831646585550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7570245831646585550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7570245831646585550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7570245831646585550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-it-i-can-feel-it-me-losing-all.html' title='&quot;This is it. I can feel it, me losing all this weight.  This is not to be confused with all the other times I said this is it.&quot;  MCW'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-9118436261920112785</id><published>2008-04-21T14:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:59:27.221-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><title type='text'>Stuff Fat People Like #1  being told they look like they lost weight</title><content type='html'>It's funny how in denial some of us can be.  We weigh our selves every morning but the second that someone says we are slim we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-9118436261920112785?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/9118436261920112785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=9118436261920112785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/9118436261920112785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/9118436261920112785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-fat-people-like-1.html' title='Stuff Fat People Like #1  being told they look like they lost weight'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7401431453530828689</id><published>2008-04-21T14:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T14:30:32.823-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stuff Fat People Like'/><title type='text'>Stuff Fat People Like</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Starting a new section here on The Fat Stories called &lt;strong&gt;Stuff Fat People Like&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;(SFPL)&lt;/strong&gt;.  Following the trend started with stuff white people like (created by a fellow Canadian!).  I will compile a list of things I know my people (us heavyweights) like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the jokes begin!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7401431453530828689?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7401431453530828689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7401431453530828689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7401431453530828689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7401431453530828689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/stuff-fat-people-like.html' title='Stuff Fat People Like'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6620429276198736336</id><published>2008-04-18T12:13:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T12:38:41.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>176.5 Homie! ONLY 31.5 TO GO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAjLSljLqZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSgtcC9uHns/s1600-h/slim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190622090722257298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAjLSljLqZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSgtcC9uHns/s400/slim.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can't really remember when I started the journey from 194lbs but here is what I vaguely remember (all weight in gym clothes and shoes unless stated otherwise:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;October 29 2007: I was 194 (at the gym in my shoes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanksgiving 2007 (US): 186lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;January 2008: Still 186-ish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 4 2008: 185lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;February 18 2008 (possibly the start date of my last major diet): 187lbs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Easter 2008 (March):182lbs (on that slimfast stuff..still haven't finished one can)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today (April 18 2008): 176.5lbs (no shoes)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hot Dog! I think I can taste me getting close to my first goal of 160 (a size 8 US), my second goal is gonna be 145-ish (148 in shoes!).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess perseverance is the key.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And a kick ass hip hop dance class...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;CHECK OUT MY INSTRUCTOR ORLANDO MORGAN-DCT-ENT.COM 1-888-744-0707 EXT. 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6620429276198736336?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6620429276198736336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6620429276198736336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6620429276198736336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6620429276198736336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/1765-homie-only-315-to-go.html' title='176.5 Homie! ONLY 31.5 TO GO'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAjLSljLqZI/AAAAAAAAANQ/eSgtcC9uHns/s72-c/slim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4094395737748533488</id><published>2008-04-12T15:35:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T16:05:11.503-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Phat Girlz Starring Mo'nique</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAEV2ljLqOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mDSCzOZWeAM/s1600-h/Phat-Girlz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAEV2ljLqOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mDSCzOZWeAM/s320/Phat-Girlz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188452273244317922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This could quite possible be the worse movie I have ever watched (or at least in the top 100...I've watched a lot of movies).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since its debut in 2006, I haven't been interested in watching it at all until it came on The Movie Network.  I tivoed it and watched it.  Ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was oversaturated with fat girl dilemmas from not being able to fit into clothes to being made fun of to having deep insecurities.  When I thought the movie was almost done, Mo'nique as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jasmine &lt;/span&gt;has a tantrum and becomes over depressed because she is fat, not Phat.  This part began with her watching another depressed fat girl on T.V. while she was eating a whole pizza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm all for movies about the big girl's plight but this was ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love Mo'nique, and I loved the beginning of this film (not when she's dreaming but when she quickly explains her life story) but overall I cannot recommend this movie to anyone, especially not my my skinny friends.  They might think that I'm as depressed as Jasmine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't like that fact that most of the movie made it seem like only African men would be interested in big beauties.  Like we're supposed to fly to Nigeria to get some action.  That was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice try Mo but you need to lay off the "everybody hates big girls" theme.  We get love from all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and to add insult to injury, look how they airbrushed the hell outta Mo on the DVD cover.  That's not even funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4094395737748533488?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4094395737748533488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4094395737748533488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4094395737748533488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4094395737748533488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/04/phat-girlz-starring-monique.html' title='Phat Girlz Starring Mo&apos;nique'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/SAEV2ljLqOI/AAAAAAAAAL4/mDSCzOZWeAM/s72-c/Phat-Girlz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7754126248937854190</id><published>2008-03-28T12:39:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:09:08.239-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Say It Loud, I'm fat and I'm proud!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R-0mKNlmktI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pyIboTVpH-U/s1600-h/monique_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182840703061234386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R-0mKNlmktI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pyIboTVpH-U/s320/monique_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Has Raven Symone ever mentioned her weight? She does carry herself well and knows what to wear for her size but has she ever come out and just said, "I am big and beautiful,baby." It's interesting how many of us live in constant denial about our size. Lemme help you figure out if your big or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's is a list that I came up with just now! Some are yes/no statements, some are just for you to gain some type of clarification. Here we go:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;being 170, no matter what ethnicity you are, is fat unless you are 5'8 or taller&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;do your legs rub together? they don't on skinny ppl&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;even if you have an hourglass figure that doesn't make you fit, especially if you waist is a strong 36 plus inches&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when all the jeans you have fit you like skinny jeans, you're fat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;when people describe you as "the big one"...figure it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;here's a good one---if you buy your clothing in double digits (ie. 12,22 and XL etc.) chances are you're a big chick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Don't get me wrong, I am big, proud and loud so don't think I'm hating on others. But it irks me when I don't see people representing. Isn't it better to think your fat (not like how those with eating disorders do but if you are truly overweight) and have someone say your not then to sit there and think that your average and have someone brutally correct you? I'm just saying, if you had to chose between the two scenarios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, if you got extra body, thank God and shake it but don't break it trynna squeeze into clothes you know don't fit you! ha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(above-a pic of chick who knows she's big and fly!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;FYI, mission "I gotta be a slim 160 again" is well underway, dropping 14lbs so far bring me to within 20lbs of my goal. Target date varies but let's say by July I'll be finished phase one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7754126248937854190?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7754126248937854190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7754126248937854190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7754126248937854190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7754126248937854190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/03/say-it-loud-im-fat-and-im-proud.html' title='Say It Loud, I&apos;m fat and I&apos;m proud!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R-0mKNlmktI/AAAAAAAAAKk/pyIboTVpH-U/s72-c/monique_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-5654380117752099858</id><published>2008-01-07T22:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:33:15.804-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mini Updates'/><title type='text'>Welcome to 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R4Lu8Lp64wI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BCj8M7AfITE/s1600-h/amd_cube-sunday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152943641353446146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R4Lu8Lp64wI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BCj8M7AfITE/s320/amd_cube-sunday.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R4Lupbp64vI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nvdqhux7YCg/s1600-h/iman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152943319230898930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R4Lupbp64vI/AAAAAAAAAJU/nvdqhux7YCg/s320/iman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Congrats to Evan Bidell, winner of Project Runway Canada (above Iman)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juno comes in at no.2 on it's fifth week out in theatres -seems really funny if your into that Knocked Up/Superbad type of movie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Look out for funny (in a dumb way) movies like First Friday and Welcome Home Roscoe Jenkins starring Martin Lawrence&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-5654380117752099858?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/5654380117752099858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=5654380117752099858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5654380117752099858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/5654380117752099858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2008/01/welcome-to-2008.html' title='Welcome to 2008'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R4Lu8Lp64wI/AAAAAAAAAJc/BCj8M7AfITE/s72-c/amd_cube-sunday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-6605048967149504183</id><published>2007-12-14T16:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T16:55:08.528-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal Update'/><title type='text'>Slowly Surely</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R2L4OSO_iCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PFPmbqPnh_s/s1600-h/jhud.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143946648707106850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="225" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R2L4OSO_iCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PFPmbqPnh_s/s320/jhud.bmp" width="350" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My quest from J-hud's body to B's booty is looking good despite having to celebrate the season with numerous dinners. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My Goal is to be there by Easter. Imagine my surprise when I found out that this Easter is in March (not April). This means I have to work even harder. Ugh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-6605048967149504183?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/6605048967149504183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=6605048967149504183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6605048967149504183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/6605048967149504183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/12/slowly-surely.html' title='Slowly Surely'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/R2L4OSO_iCI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PFPmbqPnh_s/s72-c/jhud.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4463313531896285118</id><published>2007-11-12T18:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T18:39:16.512-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>What Our Girls Up To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzjjpzgrJjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nR2OvEi8xus/s1600-h/queen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132102082730075698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" height="268" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzjjpzgrJjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nR2OvEi8xus/s320/queen.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dana Owens, aka Queen Latifah is going to be in the upcoming movie The Perfect Holiday alongside, Gabrielle Union and others. Also her latest jazz album has been getting a lot of praises so go support your girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mo'nique is going to star as a weekend receptionist at the fictional Mode Magazine on Ugly Betty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Raven Symone is going to be starring in the upcoming movie, College Road Trip w&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzjjhTgrJiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Y5bPPPDkx_g/s1600-h/ECTION_MTV_TRL_RAVEN_SYMONE_NYPH104_JPGcommand%2520GetPreview%26library%2520Wire%2BPhotos%26RecID%25201327803%26Filename%2520CORRECTION_MTV_TRL_RAVEN_SYMONE_NYPH104%2520(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132101936701187618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="258" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzjjhTgrJiI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Y5bPPPDkx_g/s320/ECTION_MTV_TRL_RAVEN_SYMONE_NYPH104_JPGcommand%2520GetPreview%26library%2520Wire%2BPhotos%26RecID%25201327803%26Filename%2520CORRECTION_MTV_TRL_RAVEN_SYMONE_NYPH104%2520(2).jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ith Martin Lawrence. The movie is in post production and hopefully will be release in 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4463313531896285118?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4463313531896285118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4463313531896285118' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4463313531896285118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4463313531896285118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-our-girls-up-to.html' title='What Our Girls Up To'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzjjpzgrJjI/AAAAAAAAAFc/nR2OvEi8xus/s72-c/queen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4845436947891660290</id><published>2007-11-06T19:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:13:43.813-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Models'/><title type='text'>Why is Iman so beautiful?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzEG9-2tNCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/e0sKTRnOqcs/s1600-h/imanglaour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129889112465945634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzEG9-2tNCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/e0sKTRnOqcs/s320/imanglaour.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seriously, this chick is raping me with her makeup prices and yet I still love her. Iman cosmetics is the best in the market for ladies of colour by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I don't have much to say but I hope that I can age as wonderfully as she has. Watch her on Project Runway Canada on Slice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4845436947891660290?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4845436947891660290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4845436947891660290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4845436947891660290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4845436947891660290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-is-iman-so-beautiful.html' title='Why is Iman so beautiful?'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RzEG9-2tNCI/AAAAAAAAAE8/e0sKTRnOqcs/s72-c/imanglaour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-8650435297441580154</id><published>2007-10-27T21:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T21:44:04.847-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Review'/><title type='text'>Why Did I Get Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyPoaBC9WkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tAhi74Cp-_E/s1600-h/why_did_i_get_married_ver2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126196334532844098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 383px" height="390" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyPoaBC9WkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tAhi74Cp-_E/s400/why_did_i_get_married_ver2.jpg" width="265" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My initial rating for this movie was a 6.5 outta 10 (the more I thought about it the lower it got). Even though it wasn't excellent &lt;strong&gt;I still recommend that people go see it because it had some funny, touching and thoughtful points in it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I think that my reaction to the movie was tainted because I read a negative review for it in the Toronto Star (2 outta 5 if I remember correctly). I know a middle age white guy wouldn't appreciate the movie but he did make some good comments that seem to hold true to most of Tyler P's movies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A) It was too long: Why Did I was just under 2 hrs but it spent most of that time showing the conflict and not enough time with the resolution which leads to the next issue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B) Ending was too rushed: Same thing with Daddy's Little Girls (which I loved Idris Elba in), the movie detailed everything in depth and then pulls a microwaved ending. Why Did I left me with a question or too (not important questions but still it would have been nice to know---I won't say what because it'll ruin it for you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;C) It was fairytale-ish with the ending: aka Happily ever after like. Which is expected from a Tyler P production&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like I said I still recommend people go see it because overall it's a good movie (highlights: 20/80 rule -from TD Jakes, Tasha Smith and the foine sheriff)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;P.S don't forget that This Christmas (Chris Brown, Idris Elba, Perfect Holiday (Gabrielle Union), and American Gangster (Denzel Washington) are coming out this season!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-8650435297441580154?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/8650435297441580154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=8650435297441580154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8650435297441580154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/8650435297441580154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-did-i-get-married.html' title='Why Did I Get Married'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyPoaBC9WkI/AAAAAAAAACQ/tAhi74Cp-_E/s72-c/why_did_i_get_married_ver2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2055618803825301210</id><published>2007-10-27T17:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T17:21:03.286-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celeb'/><title type='text'>The Britney Saga..she has MJS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyOxdxC9WeI/AAAAAAAAABY/HIP1Y09nZgM/s1600-h/brit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126135925817825762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyOxdxC9WeI/AAAAAAAAABY/HIP1Y09nZgM/s400/brit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blah.  Blah.  Blah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I've said that I can move on. I think that Brit is just suffering from what I call the Michael Jackson Syndrome (MJS). She just grew up too fast, had no childhood (even though I don't think that is good reason enough to be a screw up, it seems to be sufficient for celebs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why MJS is different from plain ol' ‘not having a childhood’ (when kids have to grow up too fast due to serious issues-family, disease) is because MJS’s have 'yes men'. Brit and the name sake of the disease have been the centre of their universe for a while and although their families tried to keep them grounded, eventually their inner circle became filled with people who didn't care about them as humans—they just want their handouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad situation for them but what makes it worse is the constant discussion in the media. I'M SICK OF BRITNEY NEWS. I feel sorry for the chick but damn. People are losing their lives in Iraq and in our neighbourhoods—there are bigger issues out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Love, Britney, and I hope you get better soon. Shame on those who don't see that you need help.&lt;br /&gt;P.S. She is not fat!!! She may not be as toned as she was before 2 kids but she looks damn good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2055618803825301210?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2055618803825301210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2055618803825301210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2055618803825301210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2055618803825301210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/10/britney-sagashe-has-mjs.html' title='The Britney Saga..she has MJS'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/RyOxdxC9WeI/AAAAAAAAABY/HIP1Y09nZgM/s72-c/brit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-7502523174540105433</id><published>2007-09-15T14:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:55:37.315-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight Obsession-take one</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwqgv4Cb4I/AAAAAAAAABI/35NOvYWYoLo/s1600-h/janet-jackson-fat-obese-1-796868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110506419254357890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwqgv4Cb4I/AAAAAAAAABI/35NOvYWYoLo/s320/janet-jackson-fat-obese-1-796868.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;janet, mariah, beyonce, ashanti, britney.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;what do they have in common? their weight fluctuates, as it should. but for some reason when we see it on them we think that that's it for them. like when bey put back on the weight she lost for her role in dream girls everyone was commenting on it as if a) she didn't look good and b) she would never be able to lose it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;these are stars. it's their job to look good when they are working (promoting an album, in concert etc.) does it matter if they put on some weight when they are on their off-season? no, it doesn't and it damn well shouldn't. these people have access to professionals (trainers and cooks) that can have them down to a size 4 before me or you could even lose 5lbs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm for celebrating our non-stick-thin celebs so i give props to all those who are showing their curves!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps. look out for my essay on the "downfall" of britney...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-7502523174540105433?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/7502523174540105433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=7502523174540105433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7502523174540105433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/7502523174540105433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/09/weight-obsession-take-one.html' title='Weight Obsession-take one'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwqgv4Cb4I/AAAAAAAAABI/35NOvYWYoLo/s72-c/janet-jackson-fat-obese-1-796868.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-1178342498538178059</id><published>2007-09-15T14:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T14:36:43.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Personal Info!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwl-v4Cb2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_xd62AP4hr8/s1600-h/Fat+Al.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110501437092294498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwl-v4Cb2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_xd62AP4hr8/s320/Fat+Al.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;can i tell you that some how in the last 2 months or so i have put on 20lbs! how is that possible? in any event i don't like it. everything thing that i love wearing like my H&amp;amp;M tweed blazer has decided to stop fitting and if i do fit into it i look and feel darn uncomfortable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;with that being said...i'm pretty much disgusted that i let it get this bad and have decided to do Self Magazine's new you program (its on self.com). i've been doing it for the last 3 days and already i've lost 2lbs. i know i have a way to go but we'll see how it works out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;officially now i'm 185 and if i'm going to commit to something i might as well go all the way so my goal is going to be 145ish in 6 months (24 wks) to lose the 40. wish me luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;if you're thinking about weight loss too check out &lt;a href="http://jasmynecannick.typepad.com/jasmynecannickcom/weight_loss_diary/index.html"&gt;http://jasmynecannick.typepad.com/jasmynecannickcom/weight_loss_diary/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;this girl is very inspiring she's lost over 60lbs in 24 weeks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;lata and wish me luck...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-1178342498538178059?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/1178342498538178059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=1178342498538178059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1178342498538178059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/1178342498538178059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/09/personal-info.html' title='Personal Info!!!'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Ruwl-v4Cb2I/AAAAAAAAAA4/_xd62AP4hr8/s72-c/Fat+Al.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-4935757112487447330</id><published>2007-07-16T14:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T14:00:41.174-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Countess  Wrong  Vaughn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Rpu4Z-uX9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/32JV6vI8UtE/s1600-h/244_vaughn_countess_092706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087862960518854050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Rpu4Z-uX9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/32JV6vI8UtE/s320/244_vaughn_countess_092706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i recently saw the funniest star confidential on tv showing the bff's of tv and guest who was on it? countess duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;now before i rant let me just say i've loved this girl since seeing her on star search and then on 227 but she needs to get it together. up on tv talking bout the multiply surgeries she got (lipo in like 4 places plus a butt pump). and the worse things was i didn't even notice the difference. my goodness she was still big (i know on parkers they barely mentioned her weight as if to say being 4'10 and 160lbs plus is normal-its not) and to top it off she was in denial-saying that she was satisfied and thinks she looks great! ha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;countess, best of luck with your desired singing career. i just hope that you embrace your body and stay away from the surgeries...and btw what's up with gaining weight on the celebrity fit club?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-4935757112487447330?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/4935757112487447330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=4935757112487447330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4935757112487447330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/4935757112487447330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/07/countess-vaughn-wrong.html' title='Countess &lt;S&gt; Wrong &lt;/S&gt; Vaughn'/><author><name>Michelle C. Williams</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03885086419564872509</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Rpu4Z-uX9aI/AAAAAAAAAAk/32JV6vI8UtE/s72-c/244_vaughn_countess_092706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4508945729381856866.post-2070527759903016508</id><published>2007-07-16T13:32:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T13:51:54.334-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jordin&apos;s got body'/><title type='text'>American Idol Plus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Rpuv2euX9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j3a3L-aYxsY/s1600-h/studio_jordin-0092.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087853554540475794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yLfpa8eX7og/Rpuv2euX9ZI/AAAAAAAAAAc/j3a3L-aYxsY/s320/studio_jordin-0092.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i know that i'm way behind but it has just come to my attention that some low self-esteem blonde chick named meme roth has called my girl Jordin Sparks obese!?!? WTMuck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;she is tall (i think 5 '9 or more) and has shape and apparently that's what is passing for obese nowadays. well that leave no hope for me and my 5 '4 -on a good day- ass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's so twisted that in 2007 there is dumb idiots in this world that don't realize that we were meant to be in different shapes and sizes. miss roth also said that her prediction is that jordin will win and then lose up to 40lbs just like other Idol winners. fat chance, no pun intended :), jordin has already said that she has spent a majority of her life dieting so i'm guessing she has grown to love where she is and despite her 'obesity' she still won Idol. also which Idol winners did she see that lost weight? most have gained like Ruben, Fantasia and even Kelly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss meme roth just pissed me off but on a brighter note she seemed to have piss everyone off too. some skinny bitch need to shut-up. yah, there is a weight problem with youths in america but damn it using jordin as an example is just stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jordin, you go girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4508945729381856866-2070527759903016508?l=thefatstories.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/feeds/2070527759903016508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4508945729381856866&amp;postID=2070527759903016508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2070527759903016508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4508945729381856866/posts/default/2070527759903016508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefatstories.blogspot.com/2007/07/american-idol-plus.html' title='American Idol Plus'/><author><name>Michelle C. 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