Must Stop Eating

I started a blog back in 2006 called “Must Stop Eating” (before Chocolate & Whine and before Stephanie Harsh and before The Vamp Tramp and holy shit can’t I ever just stick?!) and I chronicled really mundane things like what I ate and whether I pooped or not (serious) and I often ended sentences with “yay!” The truth is, back then I had legit reasons or ending my sentences with “yay!” because I was in the process of losing upwards of 50 freaking pounds. “Yay!” indeed.

I kept the weight off for a while and then I got divorced and my entire life changed. Including my eating habits. And I started to gain weight. But I kept telling myself I could lose it again any time I wanted. I knew how. I was a pro. An expert. A little weight didn’t scare me! And I continued to tell myself that until I had gained ALL THE WEIGHT BACK AND THEN SOME.

That was five years ago and I’ve been struggling ever since.

Several months ago, I started reading those old blog entries. I was so young back then, so naive and so optimistic. And while I can’t help but cringe a little and roll my eyes at some (most) of those old, silly posts, there’s something so inspiring about them, something that makes me feel like I really could do it again.

Even now, right now, just talking about them… I feel motivated.

They’re the reason I came back to “Must Stop Eating” and the reason I started blogging again. Because, let’s face facts, I really MUST STOP EATING. Getting back into a routine that once proved successful can’t hurt, right? That was my intention 6 months ago, but supposedly better late than never. (I’m not sure I agree with that statement; no one likes people who are late.)

I promise not to talk about poop this time. No, I take that back. I might talk about poop.

Poop. Yay!


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  1. Well sure, you could do that. But what about when your plastic spoon is scraping the bottom of your paper pint? Hmmmm?


  2. No I’m not!
    I’m the one sitting on your shoulder whispering- don’t-
    While on your other shoulder that other one is screaming go ahead Miss Fatty Fattytude, eat those Ho-Ho’s, munch down on them Crispy Cremes, keep chewing until your knees are rubbing while you waddle to your Big Girl chair with a plate of Twinkies for dinner.
    See how I’m helping?



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