Last night I was having dinner with my friends Angie and Jamie and as I was, to quote Jamie, "shoveling fajitas into my pie hole" (hey I was starving and Arcelia's is the shiznit) they told me I need to get a better angle on the Pants of Truth shot because they can't even tell what they're looking at.
Then they told me to just put on a pair of maternity pants, take a picture of myself, tell everyone I lost the weight, go out and eat as many fajitas as I want and just be done with the Pants of Truth.
So I've got an awesome motivational support system here.
Anyhoo, I'm working on thinking through some new angles or lighting but this will have to do for now.
Despite four fajitas and three beers I've lost 4 pounds total and was actually able to get them zipped this morning.
However, to quote my sister Beth, it still looks like I'm wearing a "meat apron" that I need to work on shedding.
Now, that's more like the motivational support system I'm looking for.