I will start my diet... tomorrow.

Sooo...it's been a long, glorious week. We just came back home from Vegas! You have to love Las Vegas... all the lights and the music, the food and the booze, the pools and the casinos. We drank, we ate, we danced and we walked. Oh my god, we walked so much.

When we were packing I was über-optimistic thinking I would get up early, exercise, maybe go for a swim. Of course I just did all that on the first day. Whatever... . I enjoyed my beautiful hedonistic vacations. I haven't had a weigh in yet, but I know I surely gained a pound or two.

Now, let me tell you what's the plan: For this blog to work (because God knows that, so far, it's been a little erratic) I will be posting every Monday and every Friday (unless I'm on vacations). My strategy for the following weeks will be:

1. Eat between 1,200-1,500 calories a day from Monday to Friday.
2. Exercise (at least 20 min cardio, 30 min weight training) a minimum of 3 days a week.
3. Be vigilant of how many calories I consume on Saturday and Sunday. Right now I don't intend to cut them back. I just want to be aware of how much I eat. 

Tomorrow will be the first day. I will post a photograph (I confess I'm scared of that part) and I will tell you what number did the scale show. That's it for today...lets see what the future holds.

My run in with a little kid

Short post: Today I was walking down the street when I saw a mother and her kid approaching. He was not older than six. I couldn't help noticing how fat he was. Finally, after they went pass me the boy, loudly said: Mom, that woman is SO fat! . So...he noticed too. #FML

I hate wearing nice clothes...which don't fit.

It's been a couple of very busy weekends. There were the wedding, a barbecue and couple of evenings out with my in-laws. I must confess that, every time we receive an invite I panic: What am I going to wear? Sure, my closet is full of clothes, the problem is that most don't fit.

Why do I keep clothes that I can't wear? Because when you're a woman whose weight is always fluctuating, it is hard to know what will fit until you try it on. This means that many times you will go into a store, find a perfect dress and, a couple of months later, when you try it on again it is either too big or too small. In my case, most of the times it is too small.

The dress I wore to the wedding barely fits. That means I spent the whole time being uncomfortable. This weekend we have a christening. I have this beautiful white dress that I been dying to wear. Yesterday I tried it on and surprise: It barely fits. I can move comfortably, it has an adequate length but, when my husband saw it his words were:

"Well, we are surely being congratulated. For when are you due?"

If I'm not pregnant I don't want to look pregnant. Now I have to find something that works and I have to find it soon. If only I could just wear a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt.