Weekly Weigh-in-291

So I am back down to 291, which I suppose is the nice, slow healthy weight-loss that all the experts say a person should aim for. UUGGGHHHH. I mean, hello! This is the age of youtube, text messages, DVR's, instant song downloads and microwave sweet potatoes. I don't want to buy the whole album, I don't want to watch commercials, I don't want to take the time to dial a phone, I don't want to wait an hour and a half for my sweet potato to bake and I CERTIANTLY don't want to lose two to three pounds a week! MY theory is that my weight loss should be the speed of my Internet.

But then I think of the alternative. Before you tube, a person had to wait for funny things to happen to them in person. Before ipods, there were tapes and CD's, and before that, records. You couldn't even skip ahead to the song you wanted. Before DVR's there were bunny ears. I was lucky if I could watch my show without an elaborate contraption of tinfoil, wire coat hangers repeated banging on the TV and multiple curse words. And sweet potatoes in the microwave? Forget it. Microwaves came from aliens. So my weight loss could be going at the rate of a Conestoga covered wagon.

Really, it's right where it should be. The sad fact is, I have absolutely so sense of the long term. this is why, at 28, I am back in school for the third time. It's why I don't have the foresight to save money properly, which could equal a decent credit score, nicer car and heck, maybe even a house. It's why the only reason my hair finally grew long was because for years I was too broke and lazy to go to the salon. I have followed through on so few things in my life that I don't know what the satisfaction of reaching the finish line feels like. I always get distracted along the way and forget where I was going in the first place. My life is littered with discarded projects. There was a black belt in tae kwon do I was on track to get when I was 15, but then I discovered marijuana. I have countless writing projects, stories, poems, memoirs that I have attempted writing, then lost steam and set them aside. In my yarn basket are several novice granny squares and a scarf I started knitting four years ago. Even small goals I have trouble keeping.
Perhaps that is why I love to eat so much. there is no purer form of instant gratification then food (unless it is some sort of intravenous drug).

I did the math today. If I were to keep up a steady weight loss of 2 pounds per week for the next year, I'd be 104 pounds lighter by my 29th birthday! Yet when I see a 2 pound weight loss I get frustrated that it's not a ten pound weight loss. Which is ridiculous. But it's how I feel, and I KNOW I am not alone in feeling this.

Well, That's all for now. One of my best friends is getting married tomorrow, maybe I'll magically drop 20 lbs, specifically in my upper arms by tomorrow afternoon so I can rock the strapless bridesmaid dress.