TRAINWRECKTIMMY's SparkPeople Blog TRAINWRECKTIMMY's Blog on SparkPeople, home of free diet plans and a healthy living community Revenge of the Bitch Tits Thanks in large part to Sir Spark-A-Lot, my bitch tits shrank, I left the suburbs in 2011 (thank Christ for that one), exited my toxic relationship at the end of 2010 and knocked out a couple of half-marathons. I never quite reached my goal weight and I never was able to get below a sub two hour run, but best of all, I didn't faint when I bent over to tie my shoes. <BR> <BR> Sadly or pathetically or something, the weight slowly crept back up. I think a partial reason was I didn't make ru... Tue, 12 Mar 2013 15:30:27 EST Battle of the Bitch Tits I have a friend who is working his steps, and when he's not trying to recruit me to go to a meeting with him he says he is striving for "progress not perfection." <BR> <BR> Losing weight is very similar. One can't stop eating in the same way he or she could (should) stop an addictive substance. You need to eat. Daily. Multiple times daily even. Further, eating twigs and bark for every meal isn't very practical. Sure we can make better decisions and have a salad for lunch and not get th... Thu, 5 May 2011 13:16:21 EST Beauty in the Cataclysm Part III ...and with the weight loss came an unexpected relationship and the strange and new phenomenon of consistency. Wake up, go to work, return home, make dinner, go to bed, lather, rinse, repeat. And more or less for better or worse, richer or poorer that’s been the long boring tale for the past eleven years. It’s much like eating meatloaf every night. Oh wait, I get to do the EXACT SAME THING, I did yesterday? Again? Already? AWESOME! <BR> <BR> Cooking became my go to place to exercise a ... Sat, 9 Apr 2011 14:39:01 EST Beauty in the Cataclysm Part II ...but a strange thing happened as I became squishier and squishier. My career finally took off. It put me in a worse situation actually because instead of just filling my body with marginally prepared food that was convenient and handed to you in a bag through a window, I'd go out to eat at a nice restaurant every night not because that's how I chose to blow my money but becaues I felt I DESERVED it. Just like when I was a kid and got a Ho-Ho for not lighting the living room on fire, I f... Tue, 29 Mar 2011 15:22:05 EST Beauty in the Cataclysm Part I My family is fat. My father has a gut that has many wonder if he has a conjoined twin under his shirt. My mother is so large she rocks back and forth and to-and-fro like a tugboat. My sister has been blessed with an ass that looks like two Great Danes fighting under a blanket. My grandfather's heart exploded and he croaked on the spot. My other grandfather blew a vessel in his brain and checked out three days later. And we all eat like it's a spectator sport, spend lots of time talking ... Fri, 25 Mar 2011 13:04:06 EST