I dropped it in theTrain Station.

I love losing weight. I might make a habit of this eating good and exercising thing. I have been running up the stairs of the train and T stations and doing calf raises while waiting for them to arrive, and guess what I DON'T CARE IF PEOPLE STARE AT ME...cuz I am 7 pounds lighter then I was a week ago! I know this is a fluke, and that I need to prepare myself for small numbers (Bob's lessons in fitness). But I did have a major dance party in the bathroom in my Carolina Blue knee socks, teal and blue polka dot underwear, and tshirt this morning...until I got frostbite and had to cover up with a parka.

I am starting to not miss all the bad food...I don't crave cupcakes as much. I mean...I love cupcakes...I would right it off of my food intake, ya know like on your taxes. My reasons? They were smaller than a WHOLE cake so obviously they are healthier. I used to think about cupcakes all the time, thinking about when or where I could get my next fix. In Chicago, I had a dealer in every neighborhood...sometimes I had more than one. Once, I rode on 2 buses, a train, and walked for like 15 blocks to find a joint, and never found it. I ended up going to the supermarket, buying a 6 pack of em, and ate them all in my bed and passed out with my enormous cupcake filled gut hanging out of my stretchy pants. If that isn't the story of an addict I don't know what is. Later, Matt found the mystery bakery that eluded me that day, brought me the cupcakes and ya know what?.. they weren't the best. But I do remember the best cupcake... ever. Mike's Bakery in the North End in Boston. This was the first time Matt saw my addiction. It was a simple cupcake: yellow cake, buttercream frosting...but, it was a morsel of heaven unlike any other I have ever experianced. Buttery, soft, moist (and I HATE that word), sweet (but not too sweet), fluffy peaks of frosting, cake that crumbled just slightly, spot on cake to frosting ratio...it was perfect. I moaned and groaned with pure elation while eating it, and by the time I realized what a scene I was making, half the cupcake was gone, frosting was all over my face, and Matt was staring, mortified, at the gruesome scene that was unfolding in front of him. I still managed to trick him into falling in love with me after that, but I am sure he had his doubts as he watched that particular moment of Meg. But GOD was it worth it! That delectable, fantastical, sweet delicious confection that brings a little joy to the fat girl's heart...

No, I don't miss 'em at all...

Food Log:
1/2 cup Low Fat Activia (Thanks Jamie Lee Curtis)
coffee
grapes
1 serving whole wheat goldfish (still counting those little boogers)
1 whole wheat bagel w/low fat cream cheese
1/2 a soft pretzel-no salt (Truthfully, I only ate half because I dropped it on the floor of the train station otherwise, I woulda ate that!)
coke zero
WATER

Now I have to stop thinking about cupcakes again...

*I know I didn't eat much today, but I wasn't hungry (they say only eat when your hungry). This is not everyday, don't worry mom, aunts..ect...