Followup to yoga and the fat girl

Yeah, I know it's on top, but it's still a followup.

I commented about how angry I get when I have to be aware of my size. I get angry because then I have to face my obesity. I can put a different spin on my feelings, but bottom line: my head gets pulled out of the sand.

Right after I blogged earlier tonight, a friend called and reminded me that I agreed to be his 'date' at a formal thing in April. NOT what I needed to think about tonight. I joked with him about how we should go "retro" and find him one of those tuxes with a ruffled shirt. He promised to buy me a big, ugly corsage. We had a good laugh, I hung up the phone and cried.

How can I lose 100 pounds in 6 weeks?

That meth addiction is starting to sound like a good idea.