Skinny Fever

I am dreaming in a Size 6 people. Given that I'm a size 16, you may relate to my excitement. Ten clothing sizes...I can't even picture it...until I'm casting myself into the latest Greek espisode. And as winter looms directly overhead my mid-western town, I find my absent minded moments increased. All daydreams are filled with drooling over tiny threads that I have long avoided. Its officially skinny-fever for the diet squad!

Honestly, I'm an autumn season person. But this year I am actually looking forward to Spring weather. I even went out to Old Navy and bought some lace trimmed cami tee's to wear...by themselves. (Insert the shock here please.) I give fair warning, the arms will be unleashed!

Seriously though, with the increased focus on what I'm eating this week there is also a increased focus on my appearance overall. What about you? What other things about life and body do you notice more? Considering its only been two weeks for me, I was shocked that I even thought about getting on the treadmill. See, exercise and my butt are ever barely in the same sentance. The thought of getting them both in the same room voluntarily? (Just insert more shock here.)

So I'll ride the dream wave and see how much momentum it will toss me. Though I'd love to Biggest Loser this weight right off, I am well aware that real life doesn't drop 100 pounds in eight weeks. But I will expect Spring...and those cute cami's.