sher wrote: AND YOU ARE ON !!!! I AM BUYING, AND WE HAVE THE MOST AWSOME SALAD FOR WHEN I HIT MAINTENANCE...GRILLED CHICKEN, FF DRESSING, AND NO CARBS WHATSOEVER....SO DO STOP BY, I WILL BUY THE MILLER LITE, I WILL BUY YOU LUNCH TOO !!!
CHEERS TO ALL OF US....I WILL BE THIN AGAIN, AND WHAT A GREAT POST MIKE...AND WHAT A WAY TO THINK...
and the BIG reason my depression is going away you have NO idea how important that is and what I have been going through
I used to stop at STUFFED
this is day 3, and has been a piece of CAKE...
its SOOOO nice not to feel bloated, stuffed, tired after a meal
Yes, actually I do know what 42 years of depression feels like. Call it what you will, I was never diagnosed with depression, I was too manly to ever go and say "I have a problem" I only WASTED 42 years of my life putting up with it. Some eat because of depression, I ate, I was depressed about weight. 42 years of non challant, un suspecting, suspect, blatent, hidden comments. I heard them all. And to boot, I have red hair and its curly. Nothing like a fuse sitting in front of a kid to light. Lets add some fire to that flame!! (little more gray now) Trust me, I know depression, as everyone here does, thus our point of marrying MEDIFAST and all its glory.
If you think day 3 is easy, wait till you actually see a big difference... It gets easier and easier and easier and it gets FUN. Once you break the habit of those "burger joints" and not worring about eating till you were "STUFFED" you will see a miraculous change. All of a sudden (past day 3) you realize something IS WORKING, and it is not that hard, and why did I wait sooooo long to discover this miracle pill?
What works for me now, is my loud mouthed posts, my chance to finally SHARE the wealth with someone going thru the same DEPRESSION as you might be going thru, the same depression I went thru for 42 years. I want to pass on this orgasmis feeling of THIN and how nothing (and I say this with all honesty) feels better.
I can see by your posts that you are in this for the long haul (how ever long this might be) and that you are truly glad to be on it, as I am.
Keep it up.
Here is a thought, though only for the moment, probably will never happen, but it can happen in our minds:
We ALL reach goal weight, or close to it. We all fly to Sher's Bar (what's it called?) and we all sit for hours and hours regailing each other of our tales (small tails) and have a wonderful time!
Cheers to you (in your little cute Medifast drink glasses) !!!
-Mike