"Umm, no. Put that dress back in the closet; it does nothing but make your arms look fat." Ana always was brutally honest.
I sighed, took the dress off and reached for a pair of jeans i hadn't worn in a while.
"Nope," she stopped me before i'd even started to put them on. "They give you a muffin-top, remember?"
Now that she mentioned it, i did remember. I tossed them to the floor with all the other clothes Ana and i had decided i was too fat to wear today. "I'll pick them up later," i promised myself, trying my best to ignore the huge pile, and rooted through my closet. I grabbed a t-shirt.
"Too tight; makes you look fat," was Ana's verdict.
"Dammit, Ana, nothing doesn't make me look fat!"
She rolled her eyes. "Oh, i'm sorry," she said in that sarcastic voice she used when she was annoyed by my stupidity. "Maybe if you'd have just listened to me all along instead of being a bingey disgusting pig you'd have a body that looks good in anything."
"Stop it," i shot back. "You're being mean."
"I can do better than that," she said smiling cruelly. "The reason everything makes you look fat is because you are fat. The only answer is to lose weight."
I bit my lip. Her words stung, but i couldn't deny their truth...
*ABC day 1 Food Journal entry:
total: 345 Calories
**i got a lot of questions about my running program, so i figured the easiest way to answer them all would be to let you see for yourselves. Here's the link.