And keep it off.
There, I said it.
On Christmas I was down 7 pounds. I've still been working out, though I tapered off a day or two a week, I don't eat horrible food and I cut way back on the drinking. Now, less than a month later, I WEIGHT SEVEN POUNDS HEAVIER. SON OF A BITCH. And it isn't muscle gain, believe me, I wish I could pull that excuse, no, this is the sort of gain that makes buttoning my pants up impossible.
I could cry people. I could cry and try to comfort myself by drinking Alfredo sauce, fuck the pasta part, just give the sauce in a vat.
I don't know what to do. I obviously have no idea how to get this to work. I've read everything, I've taken every health class, I've watched everything on weight loss and mapped out numerous sane weight loss plans. I've never put myself on drastic or crazy diets. I don't know what I'm doing or how I'm doing it wrong and I'm at my wits end. Now, to be just a little fair, I'm on a hormone regimen that holds extra fat around my mid section, but that probably only accounts for a quarter of my troubles. I'm 15-20 fatty pounds overweight, and I'm not talking glamour pounds, I'm talking layers of globby spongy spill over fat.
I drink at least 10 glasses of water a day.
I genuinely like vegetables and they don't even need to be covered in cheese.
I don't drink soda.
I don't drink coffee.
I'm not a huge fan of sweets so I'm not pounding chocolate in secret every day.
I'm really, very, sadly discouraged and I don't know what to do anymore. Working out makes me feel good but it isn't doing anything for me; I'm just taking my fat out for a jog. I want to be back down to one chin. I want to have less than a 30' waste (I'm really short). I just don't know how to get to these things.
How does meth work again?